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Yoongi: Eat The Rich (2)

Yoongi has been called a lot; wild, insane, dangerous: but never has one seen him excited, happy- and in love.

Tags/Warnings: cat hybrids Yoongi & mc, Violence, murder, strangers to lovers, blood, angst, graphic descriptions of violence, adult themes, fluff, romance, detective Min is introduced oh my

Length: Long

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"I hate that I never know where you sleep." Yoongi growls a little, opening the bottle of juice for you before you take it from him, eagerly drinking the cold beverage. You've both grown closer since everything happened, and Yoongi has made it clear to you that while you're clearly mates, that doesn't mean that you're obligated to love him.

You sigh as your lips leave the bottle, legs stretching out a little before you lean back, your head tilting towards him with am impish little grin. "Why?" You challenge. "Cause you wanna cuddle, s' that it?" You tease, and he chuckles.

"Maybe, if you're into that." He bites back, and your eyes widen for a split second before you occupy yourself with your drink again, looking away from him.

It's something that amuses him greatly.

You're pretty cheeky, a brat all the way, but whenever he gives you answers like that, you show that he's capable of getting under your skin with ease. But you don't let him have you that easily- and it excites him, the way you have him work for it.

"Hm, Yoongi?" You ask, empty bottle at your feet while you're now laying on your back uncaring of your clothes getting dirty, looking at him while your tail swirls around. "Can you buy me Naengmyeon?" You ask, eyes all round and sparkling.

"Thought you didn't wanna go on a date with me." He teases, looking down at where you're laying, part of your stomach showing. He feels weirdly protective of you showing such a vulnerable part of your body like this, wants to reach out and pull down your shirt to cover you, but you're not his to protect yet. He's got no right to touch you with such intentions.

Yet.

"Pfff." You pout at him, crossing your arms as your foot kicks the bottle away. "Dont be mean.." you mumble, and he shakes his head laughing.

"Am I?" He questions, standing up from where he was sitting next to you. "Come on then, get your ass up." He says, getting out his cigarettes to light one up, while you jump into a standing position, tumbling into him however. And for a second, he wants to joke, tease even- but he notices how you have to visibly regain yourself, blood pressure having probably tumbled down from your quick movements.

But you don't ever let him see you vulnerable, clearly used to covering up any weaknesses you might have. "Last one at the restaurant has to pay!" You yell out, running off laughing, while he sighs, opening his arms in defeat.

"I have to pay anyways!" He yells after you-

Though he does start to dash after you, uncaring of people looking at you both oddly.

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"Tell me about him." The cleanly dressed detective asks, standing behind the table across from you, leaned forwards on the edge of it.

"You guys must love chaining pretty girls up in here like this." You say, leaning forwards to push out your cleavage as if to prove your point. "Play bad cop all you want if it's fun for you." You shrug, setting back into your chair.

"You'll sing like a bird soon, don't worry." The man chuckles, watching you like he's got you all figured out. "They all do at some point." He claims.

"I won't." You simply answer, before leaning forwards again, so close you can clearly see the indent from the scar in his face. "Wanna know why?" You ask, and he doesn't move an inch.

"Humor me." He challenges lowly, and you break into a grin.

"Cause the cat eats the bird, never the other way 'round." You giggle, moving away from him again.

"You don't seem to be bothered to be here." The man simply moves on, opening a folder with documents. "I guess because you're more than familiar with the interior of this room." He shrugs, now finally sitting down. "Multiple acts of theft, driving without a license, arson, attempted manslaughter. You've spent some time but got released due to good behavior." He reads aloud, and you don't move a single muscle as you hear those things. "Would be a shame if we had to put you back into a shelter again, no? After all, you strays love living on the streets."

"And you love pretending to be human." You giggle, making the man's eyes sharpen significantly. "Oops, did that hit a nerve?" You tilt your head.

"Where the fuck is Min Yoongi." He asks yet again, hands flat on the table.

"Who knows." You shrug. "None of my business."

"Bullshit." He slaps the tabletop, standing up again. "You're fucking him, so you know where he is." He barks at you angrily, and you laugh.

"Maybe in his dreams I am!" You laugh, head leaning back before you look at the detective again. "You really do know nothing. You're so desperate to find your baby brother, it's cute-"

"That is not my brother!" He yells, visibly getting heated now, before he takes a deep breath and sits down again. "How do you know?" He wants to know.

"A bird sang it to me." You simply shrug, watching him.

"Stop fucking around." He suddenly says, pushing the table to the side in a rough manner before he holds onto the arm rests of your chair, face only inches away from you. "I've got free reign to do whatever I want to get any Intel I need, so I'll ask once again, one last fucking time because I'm nice-" he snarls. "How do you know?"

"You smell just like him." You whisper almost, and his gaze stays on you as if it's a camera lens trying to get the focus right. "I just assumed you were, and got it right by pure luck." You shrug, never pulling away from him, even though he's so close your nose could touch any second now. "Do you hate him because he's a hybrid? Or because he at least knows what he is, where he belongs? Must be confusing to be a cat with nothing to show for it." You say, and for once you don't sound like you're mocking him.

No, there's almost a hint of true pity in there.

"Bet the officers at the station talk shit about you behind your back all day." You say, cat ears twitching a little. "Probably mock you, too. Is that why you hate your brother so much? So the humans like you?" You wonder, your tail gently swaying behind you. "You're acting like a child, bullying others just to be the cool kid. What does that say about your character, detective Min?" You ask, and he chuckles, gaze dropping down to your lips before it raises again to your eyes. There's something else in his eyes now, something heated, as he retreats, closes your folder.

"I'll find him." He says, looking back at you as he walks around your chair, keys jingling as he moves behind you, hands on your wrists. "And I'll find you, too." He hums into your ear, chuckling at the surprised face of yours when he simply opens your handcuffs, opening the door. "Go." He orders, and you stand up, now visibly confused and wary as you walk towards the exit of the room- but he just looks after you, never breaking his gaze on you-

Not even once you leave the station, detective Min still watching you from the windows, arms crossed and smirk on his lips.

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"You never told me you had a brother." You say, and Yoongi chokes on his bottled water, both from the scare of you speaking put of nowhere, and the words you'd said.

You're leaning over the edge of the shabby ceiling of the small shed he'd rented out as a second safehouse if anything was to happen, watching him standing down ok the ground, now looking up at you with angrily furrowed brows.

"What the fuck?" He asks, probably both as a genuine question, and as an accusation to scaring him. "And also stop sneaking up on me you creep." He tells you, wiping his mouth.

"Sorry. But it's funny." You giggle, visibly at ease with him now.

"How'd you hear of that?" Yoongi wonders.

"Oh, got arrested last night, dragged into the police station. The detective looked like you, and smelled kind of similar to you too, so I just guessed." You shrug, leaning your chin on your hands.

"Yeah well I don't consider him my brother at all, so don't ever bring that bastard up again." He shakes his head, crossing his arms. "Son of a bitch thinks he's someone special." He mumbles more or less to himself, not looking at you anymore.

It's silent for a moment, until you talk again. "Sorry." You simply say, and he looks up at you hearing that.

"Its okay." He sighs, before properly turning towards you. "Now, will you come down, or..?" He asks, and you perk up at that, easing his mind immediately. He likes seeing you happy.

And that's not because he's your mate.

"Or..?" You ask teasingly. "Will you come and get me instead?" You wonder, and he furrows his brows.

"Absolutely not, I had to beat someone up today and my muscles hurt." He argues, shaking his head.

"Heeh, what muscles huh?" You tease, squinting your eyes as if to try and spot them. "You've got such noodle arms, what muscles are you talking about?" You laugh, making him growl a bit down on his spot, his arms crossed and tongue pushed against the inside of his cheek.

"Your game doesnt work with me love." He simply tells you. "Get down yourself, let's go grab a bite to eat." He says, watching you move around to have your legs dangle off the edge of the roof, the height now ending up making him a little uneasy after all- stepping forward to catch you mid-fall, your hands on his shoulder while his arms are wrapped around your legs, holding you.

And you grin down at him, sparkle in your eyes warm with a hint of something more intimate in them. "Hm, I'll take it back." You say a lot quieter now, no need to talk loudly with the close proximity you're both in, before you kiss his forehead, breaking free of his grip after stunning him with your actions.

"Come on, old guy!" You laugh, a jump in your step as he walks next to you, colorful lanterns and neon signs leading the way, while Yoongi thinks about what you've said.

Him and his brother had been like this for years now, probably ever since he could think of. If he's got his eyes on you now, there's a high chance he will try and use you against him- and it worries Yoongi, because he knows deep down that it would work. He's too invested in you at this point to just sacrifice you to safe himself any longer, no matter if mate or not. Even if he wasn't, he couldn't just leave you alone any longer.

There's something about you he can't explain. Maybe it's the way you just seem.. raw. No mask, no sugarcoating, no act put up to please him or the people around you. You have fun with no regards if people find you weird, you run if you want to, stay still if you feel like it. You're in a way what he himself always thought being free meant down the line. You don't hurt anybody- you just live.

And these days, you kind of evolved, too. From the silent and withdrawn stray that would occasionally spend some time with him, to what you show him now; someone who didn't deserve the harsh treatment this world offered you, someone who doesn't deserve the constant problems thrown your way.

He orders your favorite, sits down with you at a table, watches the streets outside like a guard dog ready to act if something was to happen. He doesn't know what he's waiting for, doesn't know what's to come-

But the scarred face looking at him, man with his hands in his pockets, reminds him of the ever so present danger, just waiting to strike. Yoongi tenses up for a second, before he watches the detective simply walk off, disappearing into the crowd, vanishing out of sight.

"Is your place big?" You wonder, snapping him out of his thoughts as he looks at you, eating your cold noodles with red chopsticks.

"Hm, it depends what you call big." He shrugs. "Guess you'd have to see for yourself?" He wonders, leaning back in his chair as you lift the bowl, savoring every last bit of your meal before you set it back down, licking your lips.

"Guess so." You shrug, not looking at him.

"Is that your way of telling me you wanna stay with me tonight?" He chuckles, and you shrug again, clearly a bit shy- it's new, and he decides that he loves the way you squirm in your seat a bit, unable to look at him.

"Maybe.." you mumble, finally looking at him. "But no funny business!" You accuse, making him lift his hands in playful defeat.

"I'll keep my hands to myself, promise." He laughs. "I can be a gentleman too, you know." He offers, and you cringe. "What?"

"You? A gentleman." You tease, shaking your head.

"You just don't give me a chance to be one, you brat." He grins, tilting his head. "Give me a chance and I might just show you how nice I can be." He offers, and you're not sure if he means it or not.

"..." You're not sure what to answer, when he reaches out to pull the chopsticks out of your hands, placing them onto the table instead. "Guys like you aren't nice." You mumble, and he chuckles.

"True." He agrees. "But I could be just for you."

"You're really tied up in this whole mate-stuff." You giggle, but he shakes his head.

"Even if we weren't, I'd say the same things." He tells you. "It just gave me an extra push to talk to you, that's all." The cat hybrid shrugs, and you scan his body language for any hint of a lie.

But there's none.

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His place is neither big nor small, but surprisingly vibrant.

"I like the view." You say, watching the streets below. "Its cozy." You comment, looking over at Yoongi who's throwing some pillows and a blanket on a mattress.

"Yeah, but don't sleep near the windows." He mumbles. "You never know what sick fuck might try and shoot you in your sleep." He says mostly to himself, something that makes you wonder if such an attempt on his life had ever been made. It's possible with a life like his- and in a way, it makes you worry that one day he'll be taken out like this, dragged away from you.

You're not sure if you can handle that. He's gotten too close to not be bothered by this chance of things happening.

"Where do I sleep then?" You ask, watching how he shrugs.

"Right here? I don't know.." he says, scratching the back of his neck.

"Where do you sleep?" You ask, and he points to another few stacked up mattresses in a corner, and you nod, dragging the mattress closer to that spot. "What-" he starts, though doesn't finish his sentence.

"I.. uhm, I mean, I wanted to stay here to feel safe after all, and.. you know." You try and explain, and he laughs, watching you sit down on the mattress, slipping off your shorts and socks, leaving you in only your top. The glimpse of your naked skin is shortened though, because you quickly crawl under the blanket, your back turned towards him a clear sign that you want to sleep.

So he gets ready for bed himself as well, careful not to make too much noise in case you fell asleep at any point.

And for the first time in years, you sleep deeply, even dream-

For once, the dream being of nothing but happy things.

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Yoongi:

Eat The Rich Masterlist

Tags/Warnings: cat hybrids Yoongi & mc, Violence, murder, strangers to lovers, blood, angst, graphic descriptions of violence, adult themes, fluff, romance, suggestive themes such as making out and dry humping, eventual smut

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Main Works:

Intro (part 1)

Part 2

Part 3

Sidecontent:

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Yoongi: Eat The Rich (Intro)

In which Yoongi isn't actually interested in you. And you're absolutely not interested in him.

Tags/Warnings: cat hybrids Yoongi & mc, Violence, murder, strangers to lovers, blood, angst, graphic descriptions of violence, adult themes, fluff, romance, suggestive themes such as making out and dry humping haha but no smut in this sorry

Length: Long

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He's seen you around before.

You usually just.. exist all by yourself, as if the world around you simply doesn't. You don't have a place to stay- he knows this, because you just told him so as he sits next to you, cigarette between his lips while you snack on a small bag of crunchy and salty snacks. "Where'do you keep all your shit then?" He asks, flicking the burning cigarette, red hot bits flying off, glowing brightly in the dark of night.

"Nowhere." You answer quietly. It's another thing that's stuck with him; your voice is so soft and quiet, something he himself isn't used to anymore, or has ever been. It haunts him just like your scent, your tail faintly brushing against his own absentmindedly. "Don't have anything." You shrug, licking your fingers before diving back in for another piece in the bag.

"Why?" He asks, unsure. Everyone has things. Clothes at least, or maybe a blanket, anything to sleep on- where do you sleep at night anyways? He's not sure why he's so interested in you these days. Maybe its because you're one of the rare hybrids that follows the idea of independence- something he does himself as well. It's illegal, considering a hybrid can't live on their own without a human owner- but he, his group, and many others offer protection to any hybrid wanting to follow that idea.

It's your right, his right- and so it's only natural he does what he does, even if he has to use violence often. It's not a part he enjoys a lot. But it's what it is, down the line.

"They can't take what you don't have." You simply mumble, licking your lips as you adjust the bag, shaking it to collect the crumbs to pour them into your mouth.

Yoongi quietly shrugs and nods in agreement. You probably have it a lot harder as a female hybrid on the streets. He's offered a place to sleep at one of the warehouses his gang uses- but you've refused, explaining that you've been too trusting in the past, now tainted forever with the fear of being betrayed again. You don't know him, he doesn't know you- so it's not that dumb of an answer, he has to admit.

So he doesn't offer it again, but rather tries to keep an eye out for you whenever he can.

"You wanna have another one?" He asks you, referring to your little bag of snacks- but you shake your head, standing up before stretching, tail curling up before relaxing. Yoongi is sure the night won't be comfortable in that dress of yours, temperatures not exactly warm at all.

"No, thank you." You shake your head. "I'm getting tired, so I'll be on my way to find a place to sleep." You explain yourself, and watch him look at you intently.

You know that look by now, You know he wants to ask you, but he doesn't. It's something you appreciate and enjoy about him- he respects you, and it's unusual for you to be on the receiving end of such an act. He's bad news, you know he is- but he's also one of the only somewhat nice men you've ever met, be it a hybrid or a human. "At least try and stay somewhere under a roof. It's probably gonna rain soon." He mumbles more or less to himself, lighting another cigarette.

And you just laugh a little to yourself as you walk off.

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You're staring into nothingness, and he wonders what you might be thinking.

He's currently downtown to scare some people that have been awfully nervous these past few days, just to make sure everyone stays in line for now until he can do something about those ongoing investigations. It's always a rather stressful situation whenever law enforcement gets a whiff of him anywhere- but Yoongi is usually on the longer end of the rope, considering the amount of people in pretty high up places he's got bribed and tied into his own noose.

They know that if Yoongi get's caught, everyone will be pulled with him. And those people he's got under his claws are all too obsessed with their own wealth and comfort to really realize the bigger picture that's being drawn here. Yoongi might be called nothing but a streetcat- but he's the real apex predator here, simply playing with his prey.

You however seem tired.

He wonders if you've slept at all in the last 24 hours- probably not, if he has to make a guess. There's a huge festival currently going on, people partying till late night and early mornings, to there's really no way for you to find a quiet or secluded place to sleep at. And you also don't want to go with anybody for favors- you're not yet at that stage, he assumes.

They've not broken you yet, but it's only a matter of time.

"Just give him a fake hint, something to buy me some fucking time." Yoongi gruffly says to one of his members, irritated by the latest developments of his situation.

"I'm sorry Yoongi-" The man offers. "-but I won't be doing that."

It all happens incredibly fast. Suddenly he's on the ground, hissing while his presumed gangmember tries to stab him, knife impaling the floorboards next to Yoongi's head before the guy rips it out to try again, a hand on the hybrid's neck now cutting off any air supply, effectively choking him. It's then that he can see something like a rope being used to pull the guy off of him, and Yoongi uses that moment to catch his breath, painfully drawing in air as his ears ring for a moment, vision white and unfocused.

Only when his senses return does he notice the commotion going on, a noise he himself has heard all too often happening, before something clatters to the ground. He can only watch helplessly for a moment as you're being dragged away by your hair, something happening outside he can't tell.

You were ready to kill for him. Willing to save his life, even though Yoongi has never done anything for you in return except talk to you sometimes.

And now you're paying the price, as he blacks out for what feels like just a second.

"Yoongi!" Someone calls out, multiple other gangmembers flocking inside the storage room to check on the situation, helping him sit up. He shakes them off with a short nod, simply silently telling them that he's alright, before he makes his way over to the knife that's left on the scene, blood splatters on the ground clearly proof of damage being done, and he internally hopes dor a second that none of it is yours-

though his sense of smell tells him that there's a trace of you here as well.

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He's pretty much on the hunt for you.

Combing the area with one of his most trusted friends who's also a licensed doctor, having formerly worked in an emergency department at a hospital in another town. He's a little on edge, considering the fact that he finds blood traces of you here and there- but they're all cold and dried. "Are you sure she didn't like, hide in an apartment or something?" Namjoon questions, and Yoongi shakes his head.

"I'm sure." He reaffirms himself, sighing in frustration as he looks around. He doesn't know you well enough to be able to tell where you might've gone- but as a cat hybrid himself he can completely understand your behavior. It's natural for him as well to hide away if he's been injured, instincts forcing those actions onto him, so it's no wonder you've vanished.

And worse for him; considering that you're a hybrid avoiding law enforcement, you're pretty damn skilled at hiding.

Time, however, is ticking. It's only been a few hours, but he himself knows from experience how fast you can be fine before your body crashes. He's got to find you, pay you back somehow by saving your life in return, or at least attempt to help you, because he's promised himself no one would ever have to die for him.

And he's not going to break that promise anytime soon, not if he can change it.

He's roaming around the quietest outskirts of town, searching abandoned sheds and small shelters, when he stops in one of the larger abandoned factory halls. There's a trace of your scent, mixed with the irony smell of blood-

When a drop hits his shoulder, making him look up.

"How the hell did she even get up there?" Namjoon asks no one in particular, astonished, having found you as well. You've somehow managed to climb onto the large metal support structures a little higher up, but for Yoongi, it's not really about how you've gotten up there-

But how he's gonna get you down.

"Hey-" he calls up, and your ears move for a second, tired eyes looking down at him as you look away almost grumpy about his presence. "How- I know you don't want to but you gotta get your ass down!" He tells you, though all he gets is a swipe of your tail, some blood on the very tip of it being tossed onto the ground below at his feet. "Come on, you're hurt- I just wanna help!" He tries again.

"Dont want it." You rasp quietly. You don't say you don't need it- because you're not stupid. You know you need it. But in the past every single time you've accepted it, help has always come with some sort of shit for you to do afterwards. It's never just a kind gesture, but rather a business exchange almost.

And all you ever had to offer was yourself.

"Just lemme.." you don't continue your sentence, suddenly awfully sleepy. It's like you're drunk, pain momentarily lifting as you close your eyes.

"She's unconscious." Namjoon notices, the sight of you having instantly switched on his medical instincts to access the situation. "Very pale, shallow breathing. There's a large stain of blood on her right side and-"

"Yeah yeah do that later, how the fuck do we get her down?" Yoongi cuts him off angrily, already looking around to find a way to get to you. "Fuck.!" He curses to himself, before a noise is heard from above him.

"She's slipping-" Joon calls out, but thankfully, Yoongi had already noticed, catching you somewhat without causing more harm.

Thank God you weren't that high up.

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Yoongi is watching with crossed arms how his best friend is wiping your blood off of his hands.

Namjoon had tried to convince Yoongi to bring you to an actual emergency room- but the cat hybrid knows you'd never forgive him if he did. They'd immediately put you in government care, lock you in and keep you there, taking your freedom away from you.

He won't be doing that. He knows he himself would rather die than be put in a place like that ever again.

"I was right, thankfully." Namjoon nods after a little while, watching how you breath a lot more deeply now. "None of her injuries were life threatening yet- but a few more hours and I'd say she'd be in a different position." He offers, sighing as he watches you breathe calmly, sleep holding you hostage especially with all the pain relief Namjoon had been offering you just in case.

Yoongi nods, as Namjoon moves to clean up the stitched cut on your tail, wrapping gauze around it carefully.

He trusts his friend after all, having been saved from the grasp of death by this young man. He's his most vital member, because without him, things would've gone entirely south at this point in time. "Do we have any info on where the fucker is yet?" Yoongi asks Jungkook, a young dog hybrid walking in.

"I've traced him back quite a good while, but I've lost his scent in the city. He most likely showered somewhere and discarded his clothes." The youngest member of the group offers a bit defeated. "Sorry."

"Better than nothing. Give Jin a rough location where he might've changed, and tell Hoseok to keep an eye on the area. He might not have gone that far yet." Yoongi mumbles, his own eyes focused only on you and your softly rising and falling chest.

He knows, deep down, there's a connection to you that's undeniable. But he also knows that he doesn't want it to force anything onto either of you.

Time will tell what will happen to the both of you.

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"I have no idea.." namjoon sighs, just as surprised and horrified as Yoongi is looking at the scene.

They've left you alone for the night, and today, early morning, you're gone. "She's just as wild as you it seems.." Namjoon says, carefully picking up some of the fallen down equipment that had been attached to you at some point.

It didn't surprise him all that much, the more he thinks about it.

You've shown yourself to be extremely cautious, and in some way, it makes him a bit less worried about you being out there all on your own. He's tried to help you- and you clearly don't want the help, so when Jungkook asks to go out and track you down, he shakes his head at the young dog hybrid. "She'll reach out when she wants to." Yoongi simply says. "No use in forcing it."

And so he lets you go, doesn't search for you, because in the end, you do end up reaching out to him all on your own.

Silently, he holds out half of a peeled tangerine to you, who quietly sits down next to him, some space in between you both. You take it, without saying anything, your tail curling around you securely as you eat the sweet fruit.

"You could've stayed, you know." He says after a moment, watching together with you how a human women yells something at another guy about him buying the bread she wanted.

"Hmhm." You hum. "Cause I'm your mate n' all.." you mumble quietly, making him click his tongue, crossing his arms while his cat ears turn back in annoyance.

"No." He denies. "Cause you saved my life." He reminds you, and you lean your head to the side, seemingly having to think about it.

"Dont remember." You shrug, though he can sense you're just making a joke. The gauze around your tail is still in place, after all, scratches on your cheek still visible as the blood scabs still remain.

"Dont care." He argues back stubbornly. "I do."

"Must've dreamed it." You answer, picking away the white from the piece of tangerine. "You're old after all." You jab. "Can't tell apart what happened and what didn't."

"I'm not fucking old." He growls, a little caught off guard by your playful attitude tonight. "...not even thirty." He mumbles to himself, making you laugh.

That sound, soft and quiet, makes his ears snap towards you to catch all of it as it happens.

Maybe he's more caught up in this whole mate-thing than he thought he was.

Maybe he's got a crush on you.

Maybe.

Just a little.

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Yoongi: Eat The Rich (Intro)

In which Yoongi isn't actually interested in you. And you're absolutely not interested in him.

Tags/Warnings: cat hybrids Yoongi & mc, Violence, murder, strangers to lovers, blood, angst, graphic descriptions of violence, adult themes, fluff, romance, suggestive themes such as making out and dry humping haha but no smut in this sorry

Length: Long

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He's seen you around before.

You usually just.. exist all by yourself, as if the world around you simply doesn't. You don't have a place to stay- he knows this, because you just told him so as he sits next to you, cigarette between his lips while you snack on a small bag of crunchy and salty snacks. "Where'do you keep all your shit then?" He asks, flicking the burning cigarette, red hot bits flying off, glowing brightly in the dark of night.

"Nowhere." You answer quietly. It's another thing that's stuck with him; your voice is so soft and quiet, something he himself isn't used to anymore, or has ever been. It haunts him just like your scent, your tail faintly brushing against his own absentmindedly. "Don't have anything." You shrug, licking your fingers before diving back in for another piece in the bag.

"Why?" He asks, unsure. Everyone has things. Clothes at least, or maybe a blanket, anything to sleep on- where do you sleep at night anyways? He's not sure why he's so interested in you these days. Maybe its because you're one of the rare hybrids that follows the idea of independence- something he does himself as well. It's illegal, considering a hybrid can't live on their own without a human owner- but he, his group, and many others offer protection to any hybrid wanting to follow that idea.

It's your right, his right- and so it's only natural he does what he does, even if he has to use violence often. It's not a part he enjoys a lot. But it's what it is, down the line.

"They can't take what you don't have." You simply mumble, licking your lips as you adjust the bag, shaking it to collect the crumbs to pour them into your mouth.

Yoongi quietly shrugs and nods in agreement. You probably have it a lot harder as a female hybrid on the streets. He's offered a place to sleep at one of the warehouses his gang uses- but you've refused, explaining that you've been too trusting in the past, now tainted forever with the fear of being betrayed again. You don't know him, he doesn't know you- so it's not that dumb of an answer, he has to admit.

So he doesn't offer it again, but rather tries to keep an eye out for you whenever he can.

"You wanna have another one?" He asks you, referring to your little bag of snacks- but you shake your head, standing up before stretching, tail curling up before relaxing. Yoongi is sure the night won't be comfortable in that dress of yours, temperatures not exactly warm at all.

"No, thank you." You shake your head. "I'm getting tired, so I'll be on my way to find a place to sleep." You explain yourself, and watch him look at you intently.

You know that look by now, You know he wants to ask you, but he doesn't. It's something you appreciate and enjoy about him- he respects you, and it's unusual for you to be on the receiving end of such an act. He's bad news, you know he is- but he's also one of the only somewhat nice men you've ever met, be it a hybrid or a human. "At least try and stay somewhere under a roof. It's probably gonna rain soon." He mumbles more or less to himself, lighting another cigarette.

And you just laugh a little to yourself as you walk off.

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You're staring into nothingness, and he wonders what you might be thinking.

He's currently downtown to scare some people that have been awfully nervous these past few days, just to make sure everyone stays in line for now until he can do something about those ongoing investigations. It's always a rather stressful situation whenever law enforcement gets a whiff of him anywhere- but Yoongi is usually on the longer end of the rope, considering the amount of people in pretty high up places he's got bribed and tied into his own noose.

They know that if Yoongi get's caught, everyone will be pulled with him. And those people he's got under his claws are all too obsessed with their own wealth and comfort to really realize the bigger picture that's being drawn here. Yoongi might be called nothing but a streetcat- but he's the real apex predator here, simply playing with his prey.

You however seem tired.

He wonders if you've slept at all in the last 24 hours- probably not, if he has to make a guess. There's a huge festival currently going on, people partying till late night and early mornings, to there's really no way for you to find a quiet or secluded place to sleep at. And you also don't want to go with anybody for favors- you're not yet at that stage, he assumes.

They've not broken you yet, but it's only a matter of time.

"Just give him a fake hint, something to buy me some fucking time." Yoongi gruffly says to one of his members, irritated by the latest developments of his situation.

"I'm sorry Yoongi-" The man offers. "-but I won't be doing that."

It all happens incredibly fast. Suddenly he's on the ground, hissing while his presumed gangmember tries to stab him, knife impaling the floorboards next to Yoongi's head before the guy rips it out to try again, a hand on the hybrid's neck now cutting off any air supply, effectively choking him. It's then that he can see something like a rope being used to pull the guy off of him, and Yoongi uses that moment to catch his breath, painfully drawing in air as his ears ring for a moment, vision white and unfocused.

Only when his senses return does he notice the commotion going on, a noise he himself has heard all too often happening, before something clatters to the ground. He can only watch helplessly for a moment as you're being dragged away by your hair, something happening outside he can't tell.

You were ready to kill for him. Willing to save his life, even though Yoongi has never done anything for you in return except talk to you sometimes.

And now you're paying the price, as he blacks out for what feels like just a second.

"Yoongi!" Someone calls out, multiple other gangmembers flocking inside the storage room to check on the situation, helping him sit up. He shakes them off with a short nod, simply silently telling them that he's alright, before he makes his way over to the knife that's left on the scene, blood splatters on the ground clearly proof of damage being done, and he internally hopes dor a second that none of it is yours-

though his sense of smell tells him that there's a trace of you here as well.

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He's pretty much on the hunt for you.

Combing the area with one of his most trusted friends who's also a licensed doctor, having formerly worked in an emergency department at a hospital in another town. He's a little on edge, considering the fact that he finds blood traces of you here and there- but they're all cold and dried. "Are you sure she didn't like, hide in an apartment or something?" Namjoon questions, and Yoongi shakes his head.

"I'm sure." He reaffirms himself, sighing in frustration as he looks around. He doesn't know you well enough to be able to tell where you might've gone- but as a cat hybrid himself he can completely understand your behavior. It's natural for him as well to hide away if he's been injured, instincts forcing those actions onto him, so it's no wonder you've vanished.

And worse for him; considering that you're a hybrid avoiding law enforcement, you're pretty damn skilled at hiding.

Time, however, is ticking. It's only been a few hours, but he himself knows from experience how fast you can be fine before your body crashes. He's got to find you, pay you back somehow by saving your life in return, or at least attempt to help you, because he's promised himself no one would ever have to die for him.

And he's not going to break that promise anytime soon, not if he can change it.

He's roaming around the quietest outskirts of town, searching abandoned sheds and small shelters, when he stops in one of the larger abandoned factory halls. There's a trace of your scent, mixed with the irony smell of blood-

When a drop hits his shoulder, making him look up.

"How the hell did she even get up there?" Namjoon asks no one in particular, astonished, having found you as well. You've somehow managed to climb onto the large metal support structures a little higher up, but for Yoongi, it's not really about how you've gotten up there-

But how he's gonna get you down.

"Hey-" he calls up, and your ears move for a second, tired eyes looking down at him as you look away almost grumpy about his presence. "How- I know you don't want to but you gotta get your ass down!" He tells you, though all he gets is a swipe of your tail, some blood on the very tip of it being tossed onto the ground below at his feet. "Come on, you're hurt- I just wanna help!" He tries again.

"Dont want it." You rasp quietly. You don't say you don't need it- because you're not stupid. You know you need it. But in the past every single time you've accepted it, help has always come with some sort of shit for you to do afterwards. It's never just a kind gesture, but rather a business exchange almost.

And all you ever had to offer was yourself.

"Just lemme.." you don't continue your sentence, suddenly awfully sleepy. It's like you're drunk, pain momentarily lifting as you close your eyes.

"She's unconscious." Namjoon notices, the sight of you having instantly switched on his medical instincts to access the situation. "Very pale, shallow breathing. There's a large stain of blood on her right side and-"

"Yeah yeah do that later, how the fuck do we get her down?" Yoongi cuts him off angrily, already looking around to find a way to get to you. "Fuck.!" He curses to himself, before a noise is heard from above him.

"She's slipping-" Joon calls out, but thankfully, Yoongi had already noticed, catching you somewhat without causing more harm.

Thank God you weren't that high up.

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Yoongi is watching with crossed arms how his best friend is wiping your blood off of his hands.

Namjoon had tried to convince Yoongi to bring you to an actual emergency room- but the cat hybrid knows you'd never forgive him if he did. They'd immediately put you in government care, lock you in and keep you there, taking your freedom away from you.

He won't be doing that. He knows he himself would rather die than be put in a place like that ever again.

"I was right, thankfully." Namjoon nods after a little while, watching how you breath a lot more deeply now. "None of her injuries were life threatening yet- but a few more hours and I'd say she'd be in a different position." He offers, sighing as he watches you breathe calmly, sleep holding you hostage especially with all the pain relief Namjoon had been offering you just in case.

Yoongi nods, as Namjoon moves to clean up the stitched cut on your tail, wrapping gauze around it carefully.

He trusts his friend after all, having been saved from the grasp of death by this young man. He's his most vital member, because without him, things would've gone entirely south at this point in time. "Do we have any info on where the fucker is yet?" Yoongi asks Jungkook, a young dog hybrid walking in.

"I've traced him back quite a good while, but I've lost his scent in the city. He most likely showered somewhere and discarded his clothes." The youngest member of the group offers a bit defeated. "Sorry."

"Better than nothing. Give Jin a rough location where he might've changed, and tell Hoseok to keep an eye on the area. He might not have gone that far yet." Yoongi mumbles, his own eyes focused only on you and your softly rising and falling chest.

He knows, deep down, there's a connection to you that's undeniable. But he also knows that he doesn't want it to force anything onto either of you.

Time will tell what will happen to the both of you.

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"I have no idea.." namjoon sighs, just as surprised and horrified as Yoongi is looking at the scene.

They've left you alone for the night, and today, early morning, you're gone. "She's just as wild as you it seems.." Namjoon says, carefully picking up some of the fallen down equipment that had been attached to you at some point.

It didn't surprise him all that much, the more he thinks about it.

You've shown yourself to be extremely cautious, and in some way, it makes him a bit less worried about you being out there all on your own. He's tried to help you- and you clearly don't want the help, so when Jungkook asks to go out and track you down, he shakes his head at the young dog hybrid. "She'll reach out when she wants to." Yoongi simply says. "No use in forcing it."

And so he lets you go, doesn't search for you, because in the end, you do end up reaching out to him all on your own.

Silently, he holds out half of a peeled tangerine to you, who quietly sits down next to him, some space in between you both. You take it, without saying anything, your tail curling around you securely as you eat the sweet fruit.

"You could've stayed, you know." He says after a moment, watching together with you how a human women yells something at another guy about him buying the bread she wanted.

"Hmhm." You hum. "Cause I'm your mate n' all.." you mumble quietly, making him click his tongue, crossing his arms while his cat ears turn back in annoyance.

"No." He denies. "Cause you saved my life." He reminds you, and you lean your head to the side, seemingly having to think about it.

"Dont remember." You shrug, though he can sense you're just making a joke. The gauze around your tail is still in place, after all, scratches on your cheek still visible as the blood scabs still remain.

"Dont care." He argues back stubbornly. "I do."

"Must've dreamed it." You answer, picking away the white from the piece of tangerine. "You're old after all." You jab. "Can't tell apart what happened and what didn't."

"I'm not fucking old." He growls, a little caught off guard by your playful attitude tonight. "...not even thirty." He mumbles to himself, making you laugh.

That sound, soft and quiet, makes his ears snap towards you to catch all of it as it happens.

Maybe he's more caught up in this whole mate-thing than he thought he was.

Maybe he's got a crush on you.

Maybe.

Just a little.

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Yoongi: 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 (5)

In which he feels like this could be all he's ever wanted after all.

Tags/Warnings: Vampire!Yoongi, Human!Reader, mentions of 'being high' (drug usage in a way), friends to lovers, blood (duh), red haired Yoongi, Listen I am Jungkook focused but I will put Vampire Yoongi on the menu and you'll better finish your plate

Additional Chapter Warnings: cuddly Yoongi??? Part 2, we're moving guys buckle your seat belts

Chapter Length: short/mid

A/N: Surprise bitch

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He chuckles simply watching you hurry as you crawl underneath the blankets, dramatically sighing when you're finally bundled up underneath them.

"Can you turn off the heat?" You ask from your spot on the bed up in the designated spot inside the RV.

"Aren't you cold?" He wonders up at you, though he does turn it off before he checks if the door is locked.

"Yeah but I also don't sleep well when it's too warm.." you mumble sleepily, yawning as he slowly makes his way up and into bed as well, making sure to adjust the blankets around your side before he slips under as well. "Yoongi?" You ask, and he nods, hums a reply.

He really can't get tired of you saying his name.

You always say it so.. careful. Careful not in the way of being fearful or hesitant- but more like it's something important. Like he's something important to you.

"Is it okay if I hug you tonight?" You wonder quietly, and he chuckles.

"I thought we already talked about cuddling?" He tells you, reminds you of your earlier moment together, watching the fire outside while holding each other. But you're worried. What if he still misunderstood what you were trying to tell him simply because you're not able to properly put it into words?

"But that was then.. I mean, now." You explain yourself, and he nods.

"Are you gonna ask for permission every time you're gonna want to cuddle?" He wonders, and you look at him sheepishly.

"Maybe? I don't know. What if you don't want to cuddle?" You ask, and he shrugs, watching you in the darkness of the RV.

"Then I'll tell you." He says. "I promise I'll always be honest. There will be times when we just don't want to be around each other, and that doesn't need a reason. It'll still be fine, I'll still love you no less than now." He explains honestly, and you nod.

He's talking about love.

One thing you always appreciated about Yoongi was his blunt honesty. He never sugar-coated things to make them seem like something else. He always made sure to be upfront and clear with you. It helped you tremendously and subsequently also led to you valuing his thoughts and opinions more than anyone else's. Yoongi always says it how it is, and for him to talk about love- well, it's a big deal.

"Yoongi..?" You ask after a moment again- and he thinks you're gonna ask to cuddle again, so he chuckles and puts his phone away, turns off the last light and moves closer to you to hold you against his chest. "Pssst, yoong-"

"I am literally cuddling you right now-" he laughs.

"-did you mean it?" You ask, and he stops at that.

"Mean what?" He wonders quietly, unsure what you actually mean.

"You said you 'won't love me less than you love me now'. You know." You mumble against his chest.

"Hmhm." He nods, closing his eyes. "Now sleep."

"Can you say it?" You ask, and he groans lowly, squeezing you closer stubbornly.

"No, sleep, I'm tired." He denies, and you whine.

"But Yoongi-!" You whine his name against him.

"Sleep, why do I have to say it? You know it already, now hush you big baby!" He scolds, glad the lights are all off so you can't see how red he's probably in the face from shyness.

"...well I love you." You huff, settling with your legs around his, and it grows quiet at that, except for the soft sounds of nature outside the Van you're sleeping in.

And yoongis soft, whispered 'love you too' that he grants you.

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"I heard that-"

"Shut up and sleep."

Finding My Pack

Alpha!OT7 & Omega!Reader

Omegas are rare. Rarer than rare. Try one out of a hundred might possibly be an omega. So when the Euphoria Pack has a dinner meeting for a potential business partnership imagine their surprise when the find an omega being locked away like she’s some sort of disease.

Alphas are born for one purpose and one purpose only: to worship their omega.

Apparently her father and brothers didn’t get the memo.

Scent sympathetic, I always thought it was a myth until her. Until she climbed me like a fucking tree and pressed her nose against my scent gland. Once I smelled her, once she was in my arms, my body just knew. I can’t leave her. I’d never let her go and no one else can have her.

The perfect woman. Right before my fucking eyes. Those lips, those sweet eyes, that adorable, if not a little scared smile, that fucking body. Built just for me and my other pack brothers.

Mine, mine, mine! Every cell in my body screamed it with frantic need.

Keep reading

Pls do it 💔

I’m on my knees begging for you to write a part 2 to menace( only if you want to no pressure to do anything) but I would malfunction you did

i have so many wips and part twos to write, and as much as i get kinda tired that ppl use "write part two" as my only form of feedback, im not so upset about it regarding this fic bc like.....low key i kinda wanna continue it............

Yoongi: 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 (4)

In which it ends up being you who makes the first step towards something more.

Tags/Warnings: Vampire!Yoongi, Human!Reader, mentions of 'being high' (drug usage in a way), friends to lovers, blood (duh), red haired Yoongi, Listen I am Jungkook focused but I will put Vampire Yoongi on the menu and you'll better finish your plate

Additional Chapter Warnings: cuddly Yoongi???, we're moving guys buckle your seat belts

Chapter Length: short/mid

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"Hey, Yoongi?" You ask, all bundled up in a blanket in front of the little fireplace.

"Hm?" He responds, throwing a piece of wood into the fire, before he leans back into his seat again.

"Would you cuddle me if I asked?"

For a second, time stops. His brain stops, everything stops, as he goes over a list of possible things leading to you saying such a.. rather blunt thing.

Potentially drunk? No way, you don't actually drink often at all, and tonight, you both have not had any alcohol to drink.

Sleepy, maybe? No, you seem pretty awake staring at him right now, flames reflecting in your eyes.

Drugs? Okay now he's reaching.

"I-what.. what makes you ask that?" He asks you, trying to keep his cool. He's gonna have to be careful here, all senses on high alert.

You shrug. "Just.. wondering." You mumble into the blanket, almost disappointed. "I don't know." You say quietly, not looking at him anymore.

"I mean, we can. If you'd like." He tells you, trying not to smile at the way your eyes lighten up. "Is there something on your mind?" He wonders, watching you.

"Hmhm." You nod, shrinking in on yourself. "But.. hm, I don't know, really." You say, before you look up at him from under your lashes. "So... is that a yes?" You ask meekly so, and he shrugs, unzipping his jacket before opening it up.

"Come here then." He says, beckoning you, and you almost immediately hobble over in your blanket, sitting sideways on his thighs, leaning into him as he wraps his arms around you.

"Thanks." You say, quietly so, and he chuckles.

"No need for thanks." He tells you softly, watching the fire. "You know I like your company." He offers.

"Hmhm, I know." You affirm, though there's an almost.. bitter tone to your voice.

"You say it like it's a bad thing." He jokes, though he's truly interested in why it seems like you're just.. not quite happy.

"I don't know." You shrug. "I guess.. it's just a bad thing for me, not you.." You say.

"Why is that?" He gently tries, threading carefully as to not potentially put words in your mouth.

He hopes you want to say what he thinks you want to say. He hopes. He needs to hear it from you.

"Cause.. you know!" You whine suddenly, sitting up in frustration as you stare him down almost angrily, redness on your cheeks pretty evident. "You can't not have noticed.!" You argue further, making him lean his head to the side.

"I don't know." Yoongi replies. "Thats why I want you to say what's on your mind." He offers.

"...you know I like you." You quietly say, avoiding his gaze. "Its not like it's.. a big secret or anything. Everyone calls me that lost puppy running after you after all." You pout, staring at your feet swinging a bit.

"Well I've not heard that one yet." He chuckles, tucking some of your hair behind your ear. "But of course you like me. I know that. I like you too, after all." He shrugs, making you throw your head back in agony.

"Yeah but not like I like you!"

Yoongi sighs at that, both in relief, but also because there's a lot happening now. "You know what I am."

"I know." You say, looking at him. "And I already told you I'm not scared."

"But you should be." He scolds softly. "There's enough cases of bitings happening in relationships, families and marriages to tell that love won't tame the monster." He explains.

"So?" You shrug, looking at him now, serious. "I know that. I'm not stupid."

"And I'm not saying you are." He tells you, watching you. "I'm just reminding you."

"Hmhm." You nod more or less to yourself, staring down at your feet again. "...so?"

"So?" He teases, keeping his eyes on you.

"Yoongi!" You whine, and now he really can't help but laugh a little, unable to keep it in. "You're being mean right now, I don't wanna cuddle anymore." You scoff, jumping off his lap-

Or at least you would've if it wasn't for his death grip on you.

"There's no way I'm letting you go that easily now." He chuckles, pulling you close enough to teasingly kiss your neck.

"You're mine now."

Yoongi: 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 (1) 🔞

In which everything he always wanted has already been there from the start. He just needs to make that final step.

Tags/Warnings: Vampire!Yoongi, Human!Reader, mentions of 'being high' (drug usage in a way), friends to lovers, blood (duh), red haired Yoongi, Listen I am Jungkook focused but I will put Vampire Yoongi on the menu and you'll better finish your plate

Additional Chapter Warnings: blood high= a rush vampires get after consuming blood, nothing graphic though, wet dream, reader is kinda innocent ngl, sexual tension, fluff

Length: short/mid

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He doesn't know how he got into this situation, memories fizzy and unclear. But what he does know is that he's desperate.

You're squirming underneath his hands, skin a blur, but he somehow still feels it warm and soft. Maybe you're simply so beautiful his mind can't comprehend it- Brain short-circuiting at the sight of your bare body beneath his own. He's hard, dripping with precum already, embarrassingly so- desperate.

But he can't seem to push himself inside.

He's rather opting to rub his painfully hard length over your soft stomach, needy for friction as he gasps out your name under his breath. You're begging for him to do something, anything, and he wants to comply, hell, he wants to ram himself so deep into your cunt until the only thought left in your head is him, him, him.

But he can't.

"Yoongi.." you call out to him, and he wants to answer, what's to move, but nothing is helping. He's caught in the moment as if hands are holding him hostage. He wants to make love to you, fuck you stupid, something in between or both at once- but there's no control over his body present. "Yoongi.!" You say again, more urgently, and he almost sobs to himself because what is happening?

"Yoongi!"

His eyes open, and the first thing he notices is how sweaty he is, heart pounding in his chest. "Thank God you woke up, I was worried." You tell him, sitting on the floor in front of the couch he's been napping on, hands on his shoulder. "Did you have a nightmare?" You wonder, and at that he swallows, eagerly getting into a sitting position with the blanket thankfully covering his still throbbing length.

"Yeah, something like that."

You're currently living with him while your apartment is being renovated- a broken gas pipe having almost hospitalized you a week prior. It had freaked him out to the core, a new fear unlocked it seems as he feels uneasy even considering you moving back into your place.

What if they don't fix it properly? What if you go to sleep and never wake up? What if it breaks again?

"I just wanted to tell you I'll be grocery shopping now." You say, getting up to walk towards the front door, slipping into your boots. "Do you need anything?"

"No." He shakes his head. "You can take my card- it's in my wallet." He tells you, running a hand through his hair.

"No, it's fine!" You smile, zipping up your jacket. "Take it as a thank you for your hospitality." You grin, before you open the door. "I'll be back soon!" You call out, before the door closes.

And he waits.

He watches the small clockwork of his wristwatch count the seconds, one round, then another, then another.

"Fuck it." He scoffs to himself, getting up to walk into the bathroom. A cold shower won't help him, granted, he doesn't want one either. He thought living with you would be easy- you're low-maintenance, never complain, you eat almost everything, you're quiet and you work most of the day anyway.

But fuck. He did not take into account how oblivious you are.

From your shorts to wearing sports bras as acceptable tops around the house, you're seriously making his life hell on earth. It's been a week, and he's already almost ran into you half naked- bare back and glimpse of the side of your chest still clear as day in his memories. He's found your panties shamelessly thrown into the hamper with his own clothes, one pair clearly stained with clear and still glistening arousal yesterday- and he blames today's dream on that.

He wonders what had gotten you to the point of ruining your underwear like that.

As he steps into the shower, he likes to believe that it was him, yesterday when you were cooking together. He'd stood behind you, had helped you cut some vegetables with his hands over yours, looking over your shoulder. Maybe you liked how domestic it was? Maybe you were having thoughts about being bent over the kitchen counter, just like the idea is spreading into his mind right now?

Or maybe it was when you were sitting on the couch together, watching some random movie because the wifi had died, leaving you with nothing but cable TV. Thinking about it, he really could've just slipped his hands underneath your shirt. He'd seen your nipples through the soft fabric, all perked up, proving your lack of underwear.

Maybe if he had made his move yesterday he wouldn't be standing in the shower right now, one arm against the wall while the other desperately strokes his cock.

He shouldn't be doing this.

It feels awfully wrong to think about you during such a thing, and yet, he can't get himself to really stop it until he actually finishes, cum getting washed down the drain together with all of the emotions clouding his better judgement. He knows this isn't right. He needs to do something about it.

But you're so sweet- how can he know that you won't say yes to him just because you don't want to hurt his feelings?

When you return back from getting groceries, you're painfully oblivious to anything being out of the ordinary. You don't question why he showered, you don't ask if anything is wrong- you simply start cooking, before you sing quietly to yourself, swaying on the spot. "Ah, Yoongi!" You suddenly say turning around towards him. "I know what I want for my birthday now!" You say, and he raises his eyebrow.

"Your birthday was four weeks ago." He comments, and you nod.

"And you said I can have whatever I want once I figured it out!" You remind him, his exact words being exactly those. You'd struggled to tell him what he could give you as a present- and so he'd given you nothing but a promise.

"What is it then?" He wonders, hoping it might be something silly like a kiss.

"I wanna go on a trip with you!" You chirp, and he's confused. "A camping trip! You say you like those too, so I wanna go on one with you." You explain, turning around to stir what's in the pot. "Doesn't have to be now, or tomorrow- I just wanna. You know. Spend time with you.." you mumble the last past, not sparing him a glance.

And maybe that's his sign.

The only way to be sure is to wait if you reach out to him first. It's the only solution to this problem there is. And maybe, just maybe, you're holding out your hand right now for him to potentially grab onto.

"Alright, let's do it then." He nods, and you turn with bright eyes and an excited smile.

"Oh, thank you! When do you think we could go?" You ask him innocently enough, tilting your head to the side. He's seen that look on your face so many times by now, and it's still dangerous.

So Yoongi smiles a little mischievously.

"When's the earliest you can get time off of work?"

At Your Service

Escort!Jeongguk x CEO!Reader

Genre: Strangers to Lovers!AU, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Series Warnings (Will Be Updated): Angst, Fluff, Cold Heartedness, Emotional Trauma, Healing, Smut, Dark Humor

Warnings For This Chapter: A Misunderstanding, Early Angst Babies, Backstory Drama Begins

Chapter 4.

When you first step out of the car, the scent of manure and nature smacks you in the face like a tidal wave but there’s something comforting about it.

Knowing you’re about to see animals that took up so much of your imagination during your childhood feels practically euphoric in a way… Not that you’d ever reveal that to the outside world.

“You look lovely, by the way.” Jeongguk breathes, closing your door for you.

“Thank you, Jeongguk,” you whisper, fixing your long black gloves.

“Just Guk.”

“Huh?” you inquire, lifting your sunglasses to the top of your head.

“Just call me Guk. All my friends do.”

Oh.

How fucking dangerous is that? You’re on friend terms now.

Keep reading

Jungkook: 𝐄𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 🔞 Teaser

Every year, he joins the old tradition of traveling, where his ancestors have once ruled the skies. Every year, he meets familiar faces and new ones he's never seen before. Every year, he watches how his brothers find their mates, build their families, and introduce new generations to stories as old as time. But this year, something might be different. This year, there's you - a treasure he couldn't ever let slip through his fingers.

Tags/Warnings: Dragon!Jungkook, strangers to lovers/mates, mentions of folklore and traditions, modern fantasy, romance, dragon!Reader, Fluff, Courting, size difference sue me I guess, Adult content, MTBA -> For this teaser: sexual tension, strength kink?, Dom!Kook, hunting

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As soon as he spots you, it's like his instincts take ahold of him. There's no denial of the power you already hold over him, one glance enough to trap him into abandoning anything he was going to do- instead, his legs already moving, feet on their way to follow where you're leading him. Through the crowds and past dancing people, the lights and lanterns glow as if to help him in keeping up with you.

The jump in your step makes it the more clear to him that you're clearly enjoying this, teasing him almost; the bell on your anklet a siren song putting him into a trance, helplessly cursed to follow wherever you go.

And then you turn around, impish smile on your lips as you catch his hand, pulling him closer to you as you jump and dance to the music being played, but only for a moment, before your hands push against his chest, the chase finally starting as you give him the final sign to catch you now.

You're offering him a chance- and he'd be stupid not to take it.

Your laughter makes it horribly easy to follow you through the woods, stray lanterns here and there helping his human sight to stand a chance during this night. The music has grown faint, drums still heavy and noticeable, just like the other instruments and laughing people back at the main grounds. He can hear your breathing by now, and it fuels his own desire because it's a sign that he's almost made it.

He can't let you get away now.

You can hear him close behind, boots heavy on the forest floor as he never seems to lose sight of you- and you wouldn't want him to, either. He's already proven himself as a more than suitable mate, as more than a potential friend or lover. But he's a bit cocky, a little bit too proud and up in the clouds- a lesson is due it seems for the tall dragon chasing you as if he's the apex predator.

Sure, the anklet he gave you might be a little bit of a hassle- but nothing you can't handle. He thinks he's already got you pinned. He thinks you'll just make it easy.

It's time to prove him wrong.

Swiftly you grab the hem of your dress to hold it up, before you change your direction, ducking under heavy trunks of fallen trees before you jump over others too close to the ground, your goal in sight as you can head him almost growl under his breath as he encounters the many hurdles you've already gotten over.

With enough time to spare now, you start to climb the tree in front of you-

Only for his wrist to catch your ankle, delicate golden bell almost mocking you as it jingles, both of you panting as he grins up from his spot on the ground. His black hair is wild and curled at the ends, his eyes piercing with excitement as he slowly catches his breath. You still at least move to sit on one of the thick branches able to easily support your weight, his hold on your leg still present, though it relaxes as you look at him. "Caught you." He says happily, as if he's just made his greatest achievement to this date and you smile.

He can't quite grasp that he's really got you now.

"You did." You answer back, wind rustling the crowns full of leaves of the trees all around you both, music faint in the background. "What're you gonna do now?" You ask him, and he chuckles, lip running over his bottom lip before he answers, stepping closer, making you shiver in anticipation.

"First, I'll get my treasure down from that tree.." he starts, easily pulling you down just like he said- catching you, thankfully, as he holds you by your waist, eyes running over your body, finally able to have you up close like this. "...then, I'll admire it.." he continues lowly, no need to put much volume into his voice as he does just what he says, one of his hands moving to run through your hair, exposing the side of your neck to him, a place still bare but soon to wear his mark of love.

" ..and then?" You ask quietly, making his smile grow as he leans down close, breath hot against your skin.

"..and then I'll claim it." He says, lips faintly brushing against your ear.

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hi! i love "with you" and i just saw you opened requests for drabbles, so i'd like to suggest prompt 9 ("i can't lose you, so i'm making sure i won't.") for that au, if that's ok!

i hope you have a lovely day! <3

"I don't get it." You mumble, watching as yoongi fixes the door again, while you're in your now shared nest, still recovering from a recent accident.

"Hm?" He wonders, finishing up his work while you watch him.

"You're.. doing all of this." You say. "While I can't even provide anything for you." You say more so to yourself, making him shrug as he walks towards you.

"Still." He says. "I have to show off a little every now and then no? To keep your interest in me as a mate." He says, and you look at him as if he'd grown another head.

"Wait, you're doing all of this to-? But I already agreed though." You wonder, making him sigh a little before he sits down close to you.

"I can't loose you, so I'm making sure I won't." He says. "By being the best mate you could ever have." The tiger hybrid explains, making you blush a little.

If only he knew that he's already much more than you could've ever imagined.

Jungkook: Backstage (Cuddles)

He can't believe no one had ever properly cuddled with you before.

Tags/Warnings: Black Leopard Hybrid!Jungkook, Rockstar!Jungkook, Rusty Spotted Cat Hybrid!Reader, minor angst, major fluff, strangers to lovers, did I mention fluff, reader gets injured but only a bit, fainting, big cat kook, Dom!Kook, future smut

Additional Chapter Warnings: slightly spicy cuddling, just some nicely seasoned fluff

Length: mid

Additional Content: Intro

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"Oh, that was quick." He chuckles, stepping aside from the door of his hotel room to let you in as you nod, taking off your shoes.

It's been a few weeks since you've last seen each other- only having agreed to meet up tonight since he's ending his tour, and you've been staying at a hotel in the same town by pure luck. He'd tried to maybe ask you to meet up quite a few times before- but at the same time, he had been terrified of maybe coming off too strong, potentially scaring you away.

He'd hate himself if he ever did that.

"Yeah I-" You put your shoes neatly to the side, before walking a bit further into the room that's admittedly a lot bigger than yours. "-I'm staying at the hybrid-inn across the street." You explain to him, white plastic bag in your hands being held a little tighter as you look around the massive room Jungkook currently stays in. It's drastically different- clearly meant for human guests, and not hybrids at all, you notice.

"Ah- I tend to forget those things, sorry." He mumbles more or less, walking in behind you. Considering his own situation and how his record label had managed to somehow give him and his bandmates a way to be independent even as hybrids, he doesn't really realize a lot of times that hybrids are still treated as different and lesser in many aspects of life. "What's in the bag?" He wonders, and you almost snap around, not having noticed him getting close to you as you look at the big windows of his room.

"Oh!" You jump, before opening the bag for him to look inside. "There was a bakery close by, and I didn't want to, you know, come here empty-handed.." You say. "But I guess I should've asked first? Do you even like-" You start, but you're unable to quite finish your sentence when you look up to see his eyes staring right at you, amused smile on his lips. His face is even more intimidating up close- the small imperfections mesmerizing to you, forcing you to lean back a little while he chuckles.

"I'm not picky with food, honestly." He shrugs. "You didn't have to bring anything though. I appreciate it." He nods, holding out his hand to take the bag from you as you give it to him. "You seem a bit scared?" He asks, setting down the bag on the table in front of the small couch. "I hope it's not me you're worried about. I promise I won't do anything." He tries to reassure, and you shake your head.

"No-" You say, walking towards him to sit down. You've been talking to him quite a lot over these past few months- you feel like he would've shown some signs of being a bad person at some point at least. But Jungkook had stayed friendly and most of all respectful of any boundaries you'd set- and it had impressed you a lot, enough to make you feel comfortable enough to meet up with him like this. "It's just- aren't you scared of the windows?" You worry, and he looks at you a bit surprised from his spot next to you on the couch.

"How?" He wonders. "They're just windows." He chuckles, leaning back in his spot a little bit to look at you a bit easier, his black tail lazily swaying from side to side. He looks relaxed, comfortable; only dressed in basic clothing, hair still a bit damp from showering earlier. It makes you wonder if he likes to cuddle. He certainly looks very cuddly to you, right now.

"But- it's so high up. What if you fall down?" You say, making him grin next to you, one hand reaching out to flick one of your cat ears in a playful manner. He's comfortable with those things- after all, you've both talked to one another for a good while now.

At first, it had really only been a little chatting, nothing else really- just getting to know you a bit better, figuring you out and also giving you a bit more of himself. It had revealed to him that you're absolutely dangerous- able to turn him into a domesticated housecat with nothing but a sleepy smile or your shy scolding tone whenever you'd whine his name- something you'd typically do whenever he'd flirt with you.

You're just enchanting, and you don't even seem aware of it.

"I'd never let you fall, don't worry." He says, before opening his arms. You look at him with a bit of a question in your eyes, and he opens and closes his palms playfully, nodding towards himself. "I wanna hold you. Is that alright?" He wonders, and your own tail snaps up a bit in interest.

So he is a cuddler.

You slowly make your way over to him, easily letting him handle you to lift his legs and position you more sideways on the sofa, his legs entangled with yours. He smells nice- extremely nice in fact, and he's warm.

"I've been thinking of this for a while now." He offers, voice calm as his hand runs over your back, resting on your stomach while you've closed your eyes, your back against his front. "Ever since you fell asleep on call with me that one time." He teases.

"I was tired.." you whine quietly, and he can't help but start to purr at the sound of your voice so close to him, your body relaxed and comfortable in his hold.

"So was I." He responds softly. "But I gotta say.. having you here like this is definitely better." He mumbles, leaning down to run the cold tip of his nose along your neck. You shiver. "Too much?" He asks, but you shake your head.

"Just.. new." You say.

"You've never had bonding time with someone else?" He wonders, and you nod, answering in a somber tone.

"I thought.. I don't know. I've been told that's stuff written in romance novels and stuff. Not real." You explain, and he shakes his head, nuzzling the crook of your neck.

"Very much real." He argues. "What kind of guys have you been with until now? Fucking stupid, not bonding with someone as precious as you.." he curses under his breath as he feels the warmth of your skin underneath his lips.

You're quietly enjoying his attention like this, trusting him to keep your own boundaries in mind- you don't want to rush into anything, and regret it later. But he seems to be in full control at the moment- riling you up, making you feel all warm and fuzzy, but never actually stepping over and possibly making you fall into a mindset of lust that could cloud your better judgment of the situation happening. His tail curls around yours- and you're happy.

Your own purrs join his lower one's for a moment, before he notices you growing still.

"Sleepy?" He wonders, and you nod. "I should get you back to your hotel then." He chuckles. You protest, turning around in his arms to cling onto him- arms not even close at hugging him properly, but you still try, hiding your face in his chest.

"Wanna stay here." You argue, tail swiping from side to side, almost knocking against the table behind you. "You're warm."

"Hm, come on, can you sit up for me a little?" He asks, trying to move you away a bit. You don't budge, however, clinging onto him stubbornly.

What a little brat in disguise, he thinks to himself.

"Come on cub, just for a moment, yeah?" He asks again, though voice a bit more firm as he helps you sit a bit. "There we go." He says, letting you rearrange your thoughts a little. You've probably slipped a bit into a different mindset there- and while he feels proud of making you feel so relaxed and comfortable with him to the point of something like this happening, he also needs to make sure you're making decisions with a clear head, and not out of the blue with no thoughts.

"I- sorry." You apologize, pulling down the hem of your dress so it covers your knees. "That was weird."

"No it wasn't. I take it as a compliment, don't worry." He reassures. "I just wanted to make sure you were really okay with staying here for the night." He says, and you nod.

"I.. would like to. But I don't have anything with me.." you say, making him lean his head to the side.

"You can use my stuff. And you can sleep in my clothes too." He purrs. "In fact- you'd do me a great honor doing that. Considering you'll smell like me.." he flirts, and you playfully hit his leg, red cheeks giving your embarrassment away. You're easily flustered by the tamest of things he says- and he honestly thinks it's the cutest shit ever.

"Okay." You say. "But is that even okay for the hotel-" You start, but he's already got you captured, pulled back into his chest where he holds you close, purrs rumbling from his chest.

"Dont care." He simply answers-

And honestly, you don't care either.

𝔾𝕠𝕕'𝕤 ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕟 - 1

- Royality - Demigod!JK - War - Angst - Smut - Forbidden Romance - Angel!Reader -

" As the son of a god, he's not supposed to participate in war- that's what the angels are for- bowing down at every command, and shielding him from any harm. But maybe its time for a change. Maybe its time for him to protect his angel instead. "

"You're not being serious." Jungkook growls, before he swings the wooden sword harder against yours; the attack effortlessly blocked by you.

After practically begging for an eternity, he'd finally been allowed basic combat training. It's unheard of; but then again, jungkook is already a lot of things no one's ever known before. With his mother being a mere human, and his father being a God, he's already a special being in itself. Technically, a human woman isn't able to carry out a God's child- but there he was, thriving and growing stronger every day. "Come on, stop blocking-!" He grits out, as you push your own wooden replica of a weapon in a skilled manner, disarming the young demigod.

"I've been tasked with basic combat training, your highness." You say to the heavily breathing jungkook. "I'd be beheaded of I ended up harming you in any way." You tell him, stepping back as he picks up his wooden weapon. He's not happy- its clear as day, not only from his look. He's still not yet in full control of his powers; the room cooling down significantly at his inner disappointment of the entire situation, making you shiver. He himself probably doesn't even notice.

"We're alone here." He scolds, and you look away from his gaze- unable to stand a confrontation like that. "For an Angel you sure love disobeying requests I give." He tells you, stepping closer to you. His presence is suffocating, not only because it's just him, hug because it's so wrong for you to feel the way you do at his proximity. "What is it about me that makes it so easy for you to go against my wishes?" He says, and you hate how his voice sounds like velvet beneath your fingertips. Soft, like nothing else, incomparable to anything else.

"I'm not going against your wishes- I'm being responsible." You say, not saying his name out of pettiness now as you turn around to put away the practice weapon, well aware that you won't be able to get anywhere at this point considering his and your mood.

"You know I told you I'd never let something happen to you!" He argues, following you. It's true; he's told you he'd protect yiu so many times already. "Do I seem so dishonest to you?" He almost whines, and it hurts to hear him like this.

"Of course not." You tell him, sighing. It's not that you don't trust him- but that he's believing in things that just won't ever be true. Even if he tried to defend you, he'd never be able to overthrow his father's word- if that man wanted to rip out your wings, he'd do it.

And he wouldn't even care if his son had to watch.

hobi saying jimin was his bright light in the darkness 😭 (trans. cr. eternalhyyh)

important reminder from Yoongi ♡♡♡

husband material

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[ Fluff | Angst | Smut ( minors dni.) ]

- one shots:

➵ Thirst by @yoondles | S

➵ Not Around by @aquagustd | S/A/F

➵ golden hour by @alpacaparkaseok | F

➵ cockwarming by @rmverse | S

➵ 11:34pm by @taegisms | F

➵ misfit toys by @whatifyoulivelikethat

➵yoongi fucking you with his suga rings on by @sourkoo | S

➵backburner christmas drabble by @yoonpobs | F/S

- series :

➵ set me free by @myooniverse | F/S/A 

➵ you, among the others by inkofyoongi  | F/S/A (on wattpad)

➵ the singularity theory by @dovechim | S ft. Taehyung

➵ does that make sense? by @floralseokjin | S/A 

➵ aquiver by @floralseokjin | F/S/A  

➵ undo by @yoonia | S/A

➵ carousel by @yoonia | S/A 

➵ need to know by @aquagustd​ | F/S/A 

➵ playing with fire by @houseofdemi-blog | F/S/A 

➵ kiss it better by @jeojahari | F/A 

➵ somebody else by @jeonqukie | S/A ft. Taehyung

➵ playing with fire by @hollyxqx | S/A 

➵ scary love by @lysjeon | S/A

➵ the equation of love by @kookingtae​  | F/S/A 

➵ all too well by @cupofteaguk | S/A 

➵ MicroWave by @btsmakesmehappy | F/S/A 

➵ First love by @clouditae | F/S/A  

➵ sugar and spice by @agustdjoon | F/S/A

➵ stuck by @joonscypher | A 

Jungkook: Warm Hands 🔞

In which sometimes, he just wants to be closer.

Tags/warnings: Smut, Subspace, Slow paced, protected sex, some dom/Sub elements, he's more of a leading person than a dom tho if that makes sense

Jungkook likes to hold you.

He enjoys physical contact; though he's not big on hand holding, he likes to keep at least some form of contact with you whenever he's got you around; sitting you on his lap whenever there'sa chance to or on his thigh (which ultimately leads to him bouncing you around on it just for the fun), hugging you from behind, or having your legs over his lap while he watches TV.

Jungkook also likes to be held.

That's why he'd been absolutely bewildered when you'd told him how you didn't want to come off as clingy when he'd noticed the way you didn't seem to enioy his touch for a long time during your relationship. He'd blamed it on things simply bring new- simply thought you needed some time to get comfortable with him.

Against what the public might believe, he's neither scared nor awkward around women; he knows he can sometimes see a bit too confident, maybe even intimidating.

But then you'd kissed, had sex, and you still seemed to hold back and even try and put distance between you two, especially when someone else was around.

But after a much needed talk, after finally breaking that wall, the entire relationship had become so much more intimate in every way.

From the nights he'd spent wrapped up in your arms (as best as you could manage, there's a lot of him to hug after all) to the nights tangled up in the sheets chasing each other's breaths and pleasure. And the more you both explored, the more you learned, the more closer you became; in every way.

At this point, there's nothing to worry about when he's with you.

He takes great pride in it too; his own ego boosted whenever he remembers the small details in your behavior. How you'll stay close to him, how he'd learned from mutual friends how you've never been this attached to anyone ever before- he loves it.

He loves you.

He loves that there's no shyness or embarrassment between you two anymore either; he can be straightforward and blunt, doesn't have to think much about his words or actions, because he knows you, and he knows that you know him too. He can joke freely, he can say things others might give him an odd look for, he can vent and be angry and complain and be petty about something.

He can let it all out when with you.

Hell, you both sometimes walk around the apartment butt ass naked and it just feels normal.

But he especially loves moments like this; when he's got you underneath him buried in his pillows and bedsheets, eyes hazy and hands clinging onto his wrists- his own pressed down onto the mattress next to your body to keep himself upright. You're lost in pleasure, in the pleasure he gives you, floating and happy and with your head filled with nothing but him.

He feels honored to be able to help you reach a mindset like this.

He knows how to do it, knows how to handle it, knows when you need it. It's in a way his own way of repaying you all of the care you give him, the long nights you stay awake just to be able to go to sleep with him together, the early mornings you get up no matter how tired you are just to make sure to tell him to drive safely.

He's good at singing, but he's not good with his words; so he lets his actions speak instead.

You're both wearing nothing, having technically agreed to take a bath together; but jungkook admits happily that he can't get enough of you sometimes. Seeing you undress, your skin bare for only his eyes to see does something to him. He can't help himself.

And he knows you don't mind.

So instead of relaxing in the tub, you're both still in bed; breathing heavily, your moans so soft and his own voice unable to keep quiet either. He's not holding back anything; gentle hips moving with the elegance of the dancer he is, while still reminding you of his strength with every thrust. Just like always;

He likes to be close.

He likes to bury himself as deep as he can inside you, likes the sight of your chest moving in any rhythm he sets for the two of you. While he favors romantic times like these, he knows he can sometimes be the exact opposite.

Like that one time he'd rushed home after a concert overseas, knowing you're in his hotel room waiting for him. His adrenaline still high, blood still rushing, he'd held you high against the door; lips eagerly chasing yours, hands gripping your thighs before he'd moved you both to the bed. His fingers had dug into your skin in his haste, marks later blossoming on your neck where he couldn't contain himself, body sore after the second round that finally wore him out, letting himself relax in your hold.

But right now, he's got time; right now, there's no rush, only comfort, only the connection he shares with you.

His body is glistening with a slight sheen of sweat, but its fine; he knows you don't mind. The necklace he'd forgotten to take off dangles from his neck, swaying like a pendulum before it hits his collarbone every time he moves himself in a certain way. You can feel the way he slides in and out of you; how he almost backs out fully, just the head of his length staying inside, before he'd push himself back in, making your head spin and body tingle. Your legs move to wrap around his slim waist, a sign for him to move a bit faster- he knows what you want to say even if you don't sat it verbally after all. So he angles his legs a bit differently, front of his thighs pressed against the backs of your own, before he intertwines his fingers with yours, hands holding onto your own as he uses them to pull you closer to him. He's sitting up now, muscles in his lower abdomen contracting as he finally picks up his pace. You've thrown your head back into the pillows, exposing your neck to him, the delicate necklace he'd given you as a gift for your birthday two years prior decorating it perfectly. The little gem that hangs from the thin chain lays right in between your collarbone, resting there and sparkling as if to conquer the way your eyes shine whenever you're fascinated with him.

But it could never rival your eyes, in his opinion.

You're so pretty like this, holding onto his hands like he's your lifeline, and he likes to believe he is, because you're certainly his at this point. Even the things you don't like about your physical appearance are pretty to him- there's nothing he'd ever see as a downside to you.

He clenches his jaw as he feels his own peak approaching, teeth biting down on the inside of his lower lip as he lets go of one of your hands, placing his fingers right where he knows you need them. It makes you jump a little, mouth opening but the moan you let out is breathless, almost silent, as your core clenches around his cock, giving him the push he needed to spill his seed.

He's slow again, lazily moving, riding out your highs as he leans over you, face buried in the crook of your neck before he brushes your hair out of your face, kissing you with need. "I love you." He chants into your ear, his way of bringing you back into consciousness, softly, gently, with absolute care. "Good thing we didn't fill up the bath yet." He chuckles, staying inside you for a moment longer as he talks. "The water would be cold by now. But I like to take my time with you." He mumbles, your hands slowly exploring his skin again, as you take a deep breath to calm yourself back down. "Our quickies are pretty hot too, not gonna lie-" He jokes, kissing your cheek until you giggle in response. "But I like this most." He says.

He moves a bit to look at you better, and you smile. "Hey." You say simply, and he grins boyishly, pecking your nose.

"Hey." He replies, making you smile too.

"I'm getting cold." You complain playfully, and he snorts in response, before he slips out, making you and him cringe a bit at the feeling of loss. Tying the condom, he shakes his sweat-stained hair out of his face before he gets up to wrap a tissue around it, before he walks out the room, presumably to discard of it in the main bin in the kitchen. When he comes back, he eagerly jumps on the bed, barely missing your form as the bed creaks in protest. "Kook! You're gonna break it one day!" You laugh, and he simply shrugs, before picking you up to bring you into the bathroom.

"Thats kind of a life-goal of mine, not gonna lie." He says, putting you down in the tiled room before he moves to start the water. "But like, not from jumping on it." He winks, and you roll your eyes, arms crossed in front of you.

He's really something else.

Missing yoongi :( could you post an audio of him? I don't have special requests, anything would make me happy

Lazy Moans / Min Yoongi

Tough to find anything yoongi tbh... so for now, sorry ppl who want rougher stuff!

Oh my I’m loving this game already ♥️♥️

How about 7. “You almost got yourself killed, and now you’re joking?!” With prey jk 😎

Aftermath of this ask.

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It's quiet in the room, except the steady sounds from all the equipment they hooked you up on to keep you alive. Jungkook doesn't know if he's thankful for the sounds or if they will drive him insane- he doesn't want to find out either.

His skin has been cleaned by now, he's dressed in new clothes- while you're still asleep, unaware of his presence he assumes. He thinks about how unfair this is; how perfect and good everything was just a few days ago, and now he has to sleep in an empty bed at home, trying like a touch-starved pet to somehow make up for your lack of presence next to him ar night.

"Did you get all the stains out of your shirt?" You wonder suddenly, and his eyes burst open, body rising from his chair as he accidentally kicks it over behind him, only caring about your eyes now opened and aware of everything around you. He presses a button to alert the nurses of it too- before his eyes glaze over again, body leaning over yours as he rests his head over your heart.

"You almost got yourself killed, and now you're joking?!" He angrily presses out between his teeth against your body, your hand in his hair breaking the dam for him as he cries into your chest.

The nurses let him be for a moment, deciding to return later after they see you smile towards them.

"I can't-" He mumbles. "I thought-" He tries again, but you just run your hand through his hair.

"I'm still here, no?" You tell him, and he leans back, nodding.

You're okay.

That's all that counts.

Rest

Min Yoongi x reader

Summary: Yoongi is sick. Luckily, you're there to take care of him and make sure he rests. Word Count: 1,382 Notes: I've been wanting to write a fic like this ever since they announced Yoongi had Covid. And then when he said that he'd lied and he actually did have symptoms, I had to write this. My first instinct with Yoongi is always the desire to wrap him in a blanket and smooch his little cheeks, and I think this fic is just the epitome of that.

This fic is a part of @bangtanwritingbingo’s spring bingo event and fills the square slice of life.

Part of the Long Term Couples series. Read more here.

Trying to be as quiet as you could, you opened the door to your bedroom. It was dark inside, the only light in the room coming from the small nightlight you had plugged in before you left. The curtains were drawn completely closed. You winced as you listened, the soft wheezing worrying you slightly despite the doctor saying it was normal and nothing to be concerned about.

Carefully, you crept through the room, approaching the sleeping figure in the bed. You’d been gone for about an hour, picking up medicine and groceries, and while you hoped he’d slept the whole time, you knew it wasn’t likely. You sat the cup of water and bottle of pills in your hand down on his nightstand. He’d thrown the covers away from his body in his sleep, so you gathered them up, pulling only the sheet over his body and letting the rest fall to your side of the bed so they were handy if he wanted them.

You placed a tentative hand on his forehead and sighed. He still felt warmer than he should, and if the amount of sweat that kept his hair clinging to his face was any indication, his fever hadn’t broken yet. You frowned, brushing his hair back silently before placing a gentle kiss on his temple and turning away. Maybe you could make him some soup. His mother had emailed you the recipe for samgyetang and said it might help.

It certainly couldn’t hurt.

Just as you were about to close the door again, you heard the blankets shuffle and a soft “what time is it?” croak out.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” you said, approaching him. “It’s a little after two.”

Yoongi hummed, a small wheeze accompanying the sound. “S’okay.” He reached out, wrapping an arm around the back of your thighs, just above your knee, keeping you close to the bed. “You weren’t gone that long.”

“I’m what you call an efficient shopper.” He laughed weakly, leaning into your touch as you cupped his jaw. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I got hit by a car.”

“My poor honey boy,” you cooed, running your thumb across his sleep-swollen cheek.

He shook his head, attempting to take a deep breath and wheezing out a sigh. “I love that you’re here. But you should go stay with Jungkook. You’re going to get sick.”

“Hate to tell you this, honey boy, but if I’m going to get sick, I probably already have.”

It was true. Yoongi had only started to show symptoms the afternoon before, and neither of you were particularly sure where he had contracted the virus. You’d both been so careful in your travels, and no one else you knew was sick. You had considered staying with Jungkook and his girlfriend while Yoongi was contagious, but what was the point? You lived with him. You had been exposed far before his symptoms had presented. And you knew him. You knew he wouldn’t take care of himself.

“Why don’t you try to nap a little more?” you suggested softly. “I want to make that soup eomma-nim sent me the recipe for.”

Yoongi groaned, using his grip on your legs to attempt to pull himself up into a sitting position. “I’m not tired,” he whined. “I just don’t have any energy.”

“Love, I think that’s the literal definition of being tired.” You turned in his hold, allowing him to rest his head against your stomach. “You should rest while you have the chance. You’ll feel better faster.”

“I can rest in the kitchen while you cook,” he protested.

Despite the fact that he sounded more nasally than usual and that his voice was much more gravelly, his tone was firm. You could tell you wouldn’t be able to argue him back into taking a nap. So you gave in.

“At least sit with the humidifier,” you told him, scratching at the base of his scalp with your fingertips. His hair was disgustingly sweaty, but he melted into you, so you continued to do it.

You weren’t used to Yoongi being this lethargic. He followed you dutifully into the kitchen, a hand gripping the back of your shirt to keep his balance. You’d had to pause in the hallway so he could catch his breath, leaning heavily against the wall as you stood beside him, rubbing his back. He sat quietly as you cooked, his head resting on his arm, a towel partially thrown over his face to direct the moist air from the humidifier towards his mouth and nose. Every once in a while, he would comment on something, but mostly, you were left to converse with yourself. He’d told you once that he liked hearing you talk, so you prattled on, telling him about the many times you were sick as a child.

A few hours later, you were helping Yoongi back into bed. He hadn’t eaten as much as you would have liked–the chickens you’d bought for the samgyetang were small, but even still, he’d barely eaten half–but you could tell the fatigue was starting to catch up with him.

He sighed as he settled in, the action causing him to cough dryly. He sat up, reaching for the glass of water you had sat at his bedside earlier, taking a small sip to calm the inflammation in his throat.

“Thank you for taking care of me,” he said softly once he was comfortable. “Again.”

“It’s what I’m here for.” You smiled, pushing his hair back off his forehead. “Try to get some rest, okay?”

“You’re going?”

“I don’t want to disturb you.”

He scoffed. Or, at least, he made the closest noise he could to a scoff. You rolled your eyes. You really shouldn’t have been surprised that this was how the conversation was going. He was like this with his shoulder, too. For all his cool and uncaring outward posturing, it really was all just a front. Especially when he was sick, Yoongi craved attention and affection. And he knew that you were happy to provide.

So you pulled the curtains closed again–though, to be fair, it was nearly sunset and it would be dark in the room naturally soon enough–and climbed into bed, sliding under the covers behind him. With much effort and wheezing, he rolled over, his arms snaking around your waist, legs tangling with yours. His head settled onto your chest, and immediately, you felt him relax. His breath was light as it fanned across your skin.

You wrapped your arms around him, one hand resting against his shoulder, the other finding purchase in his hair. It had dried some now that he wasn’t sweating as much, and though he was still warm, he didn’t seem to be nearly as feverish as he had been before. Gently, you massaged his scalp with your fingertips, attempting to lull him to sleep.

A few minutes passed in near silence, the quiet wheeze that accompanied every exhale the only sound in the room. Soon, you realized that you were successful–a small, congested snore joining the wheezes for a pitiful, if not a little comical, symphony. You placed a kiss to the crown of his head and he hummed in his sleep, his arms tightening around you.

You hated when he was sick, but if it meant that he was this cuddly and affectionate… you would happily continue to care for him.

fore continuing. “But okay.” His voice was soft, and for a moment, you thought that maybe he still didn’t believe you. But he flashed you a convincing enough smile. “I just don’t want it to end with us hating each other.”

You hummed, leaning into him. “I appreciate your concern, but I don’t think I could ever really hate you. Unless you turn out to be some sort of serial killer. Or someone who eats limburger cheese or something.”

He snorted. “Good thing I don’t really know what that is.”

You laughed. He probably still didn’t believe you. You knew it took more than a reassurance one time to overcome what you assumed was years of struggles. But you hoped that, maybe someday, he could look back on your relationship–wherever it ended up going–fondly.

BTS FIC RECS PART 3 Hi cuties! I here present you part 3 of some of my favorite BTS fanfics. If you ever wanna talk about them, recommend me one or simply need help to find a fic, don’t be afraid to hit me up! Once again, remember to send lots love to these amazing authors. Happy reading!

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Mirror, Mirror (angst, smut) | Long-distance relationship, 3k | @4joonkookie Your established, long-distance relationship with Jungkook has reached an impasse

Gravity (smut, fluff, angst) | Idol!Jungkook, 3,8k | @4joonkookie Unsure about the future of your relationship, you recall the first time you meet and fuck JK.

Crush (smut, angst)  | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 6,6k | @4joonkookie Jungkook asks you to move in permanently. You and Yoongi almost set the house on fire when Jungkook makes an offer you can’t refuse.

Clean (smut, fluff, angst) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 2,7k | @4joonkookie After much back and forth, you finally decide to stay with Jungkook. A thorough shower, declarations of love, and smutty make-up sex ensues.

Bleeding for you (angst, fluff) | EMT!Jungkook, 3,3k | @mercurygguk In which it’s just another quiet night at the fire station until there’s an alarmingly serious car accident not far away. Jungkook is the first on the scene along with his partner, Namjoon. What meets Jungkook at the scene of the accident is worse than anything he could ever imagine.

RISQUÉ (smut, fluff, angst) | Part 02, 03, on-going | Age gap AU, 42k+ | @mercurygguk Which Jungkook finds himself stuck between doing what’s morally correct and giving in to his feelings and desires. What will he choose?

Fight For You Epilogue 1 (smut, fluff) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 2,9k | @ahundredtimesover  When he starts his first day

Fight For You Epilogue 2 (fluff) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 4k | @ahundredtimesover  When you celebrate your birthday

Fight For You Epilogue 3 (fluff) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 4,3k | @ahundredtimesover  When you get a little jealous

Fight For You Epilogue 4 (fluff, smut) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 3,6k | @ahundredtimesover When you get stressed

Fight For You Epilogue 8 (fluff) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 7k | @ahundredtimesover When you talk about the future

Fight For You Epilogue 10 (fluff, smut) | Boyfriend!Jungkook, 5,1k | @ahundredtimesover When he makes a promise

The Underwear Thief (smut, fluff) | Neighbor!Jungkook, 10k | @gukyi Jeon Jungkook would like to make one thing very clear: It’s not his fault.

Studio Session (smut, fluff, angst) | Brother’s best friend AU, 2,5k | @writtenwhalien There’s many perks to having an older brother with a successful recording studio. 

The Next (fluff) | Dad!Jungkook, 1,3k | @kpopfanfictrash  Having a fourth child with Jungkook

Dress Down (smut) | Friends to lovers AU, 2,1k | @lavienjin  There’s a sale going on in your favourite store so you nag Jungkook to take you. One stuck zipper later, Jungkook joins you inside, to “help” you out of the dress.

Sleepy (smut, fluff) | Established relationship AU, 2,2k | @floralseokjin Jungkook’s never too sleepy for sex…

Tummy bulge (smut) | @mercurygguk Jungkook is sure he has a new kink he didn’t know about until tonight

Tiger Flower drabble (smut, fluff) | Established Relationship, AU, 2,3k | @v-hope “You’re making it sound like being in a stable relationship is something bad…”

Miracleworker (smut) | Yandere!Jk, 1,8k | @kookiecrumb You’re too obvious about your obsession with Jungkook. He could teach you a thing or two, and he does.

Hell Is Empty feat Taehyung (smut, fluff, angst) | Part 01, 02, 03, 04, 04.2 on-going | Love Triangle!AU, 10k | @aquagustd life has a tendency to throw things your way when you least expect it, when you’re content, and the ominous presence knows exactly how to steer your existence back into the darkness.

Fast Forward (smut, fluff, angst) | Hell Is Empty drabble, 12k | @aquagustd If every single person you knew was against you, it wouldn’t matter, doesn’t matter because Jungkook would be there for you. That’s why you don’t question his words when he repeats ‘I’ll be back’ one disconcerting morning, and you respond with ‘I know. I trust you.’ He’ll make you eat your words.

Slow and Steady (angst, smut) | Cheater!Jk, 7,1k | @yoonia He is a master of temptation. Everything about him screams of sin and desire, and nobody could escape the strong pull of his charm. And he knows perfectly well just how to use them.

Touched by your Muse feat Yoongi (smut) | Flux Couple AU 4,6k | @yoonia Being inappropriately touched by your muse under a dinner table.

Ring (smut) | 3,9k | @tayegi “Do you find this arousing?”

Midnight Mistakes (angst) | 1,9k | @tayegi Maybe…. Maybe you can actually change him

A Bam Protected Pregnancy (fluff) | Expecting Parents AU | @blu-joons “How am I supposed to get through the last month of your pregnancy and take care of you when my dog doesn’t let me get anywhere near the spot where my child is growing?”

Telling Him You’re Pregnant (fluff) | Expecting Parents AU | @blu-joons “Happy birthday dad?” 

Knock For Me (smut, fluff, angst) | Dilf!JK, 3,7k+ | @personasintro Jeon Jungkook, the man you’re hooking up with on a daily basis and conveniently is your neighbor, happens to bring news with him one day – one you’d never expect unless you see it with your own eyes.

Jealousy For Me (smut, fluff, angst) | Dilf!Jk, 2,9k+ | @personasintro While adapting to being a new dad, he doesn’t forget what an asshole he can be – and it all starts from one bitter feeling.

Apologize For Me (smut, fluff, angst) | Dilf!Jk, 5,4k+ | @personasintro You’re one knock away and jungkook uses that opportunity, although there should be a different reason behind his knocks – one that you and him both know he owes you.

Catharsis feat Jimin (smut, fluff) | Fwb!AU, 23,5k+ | @junghelioseok No matter what kind of release you need, he’s there.

Dogs Can Keep Secrets, Right? (fluff) | Secret Relationship AU, 1,6k | @httpknjoon You and Jungkook decided to adopt a dog. When your friends met your dog for the first time, they cannot help but to notice how Bam and Jungkook became close pretty much quickly.

Blind Date (fluff) | Secret Relationship AU, 1,1k+ | @httpknjoon With the knowledge of you being single, your best friend tries to convince you into a blind date. All while your secret boyfriend watched as you rejected the idea.

New Year’s Eve Tradition (fluff, angst) | Secret Relationship AU, 1,8k+ | @httpknjoon How you and Jungkook got together before the secret relationship.

The Morning After (fluff) | Secret Relationship AU, 1,3k+ | @httpknjoon It’s new year’s day. As you and Jungkook talks about last night, an unexpected visitor came.

Long Way Home (smut, fluff, angst) 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, on-going | Dilf!Jk, 20k+ | @sparklingchim Jungkook’s life makes an 180 degree turn when he’s suddenly a single dad and while you’re trying to help him come accustomed to the new circumstances, your long-standing friendship takes new turns as well.

Dance To This (smut, fluff, angst) | Friends2Lovers!AU, 7,6k+ | @remembeo Jeon Jungkook had been your best friend ever since you were little. Three years with no contact, and things have changed.

The One Where You Get Caught (smut) | @koos-euphoria Where you guys get caught doing it in the couch by someone but he doesn’t care and keeps fucking you

Happily Ever After (fluff) | Established relationship AU, 542 | @7deadlysinsfics This was your dream since the beginning of your relationship with Jungkook

Hit The Slopes (Sequel to Concrete King) (smut, fluff) | Skaterboy!Jk, 13,6k+ | @bratkook you can take the king off of the concrete but you can’t take his confidence, until you somehow manage to one up him on the slopes. now jungkook’s wondering if he has a kink for being humbled by you.

Sleeposal (fluff) | BF!Jk, 2,8k+ | @joyfulhopelox Boyfriend Jungkook accidentally proposing to you in his sleep (or how i like to call it sleeposal)

How Long Will We Fall (angst) | Soulmate AU, 14k | @jiminrings Jungkook’s your soulmate, but he doesn’t want to be.

A Holiday Snowdown (smut, fluff, angst) | Enemies to Lovers AU, 36,3k+ | @kpopfanfictrash The Inn on the Hill is in trouble. Or that’s what your boss, Namjoon, says during the last-minute All Staff holiday meeting he calls. You need money, and you need money fast, or his parents are planning to sell the resort. When no one can think of an easy solution, Namjoon proposes his parents’ idea: a weeklong social media blitz with a celebrity guest. The celebrity? None other than Jungkook Jeon himself: two-time Olympic gold medalist, world-class snowboarder and the nation’s sweetheart. What’s the problem? You happen to have met Jungkook Jeon before, and sincerely hoped you’d never see him again.

Need To Know (smut) | Established Relationship AU, 850+ | @jeonloops His black slacks were halfway through his thighs, revealing his toned skin and meaty muscles which you loved to ride sometimes.

PERMISSION TO PLEASURE (smut) | Idol!Jk, 1,1k+ | @bangtanbetchfics Scenarios where you pleasure each BTS member right after the final Permission to Dance concert in LA.

“You Got A Cute Butt” (fluff) | 876 | @taetaespeaches “Can you control yourself please?” He smirks. “We have a child coming over soon.” 

“Let’s have a baby“ (fluff) | 1k | @v-hope “You know, when I said I wanted a baby, this wasn’t what I had in mind” Jeongguk told you, looking reluctantly around the dog shelter.

“I’m Pregnant” (fluff) | 1,5k | @v-hope “But why aren’t you drinking, it’s my birthday” he complained.

“Will you marry me?” (fluff)| 1k | @v-hope “Will you marry me?” you suddenly heard from your phone. Your head shot up so fast you felt kind of dizzy. 

Make Me (smut, fluff) | Enemies!AU, 6,2k | @koos-euphoria There’s no one you dislike more than Jungkook.

Invisible String (angst, fluff) part 01 | Childhood friends to Lovers AU, 2,6k+ | @lavienvante A decade wasn’t enough to rid you of the pesky, silly and not so little crush you harbored for Jeon Jungkook during your miserable teenage years. even now, when he’s a totally different person from the geek you used to know.

Invisible String (angst, fluff) drabble part 01 | Childhood friends to lovers AU, 590 | @lavienvante

Definition Of Love (smut, fluff) | Idol!AU, 7k+ | @sparklingchim Blurting out big news at a family gathering was not how this was supposed to go - well, it’s not like you had a plan to start with but…

Personal Space (fluff) | Friends to Lovers AU, 1,7k+ | @gguksgalaxy That time when Jungkook’s shower got interrupted.

“You two were literally biting each other’s heads off yesterday, why are you so smitten now?” (fluff) | College!AU, 0,9k+ | @taeshobipop

Call me back (smut, fluff-ish, angst-ish) | Strangers-to-lovers AU | @whatifyoulivelikethat  You know that feeling where you look at someone and you know they’re not going to call you back? You know you shouldn’t try to fuck them, but for some reason you can’t look away. You’re just looking at them across the house party and they’re looking at you, and, shit, Jeon Jungkook is being dared to talk to you, so here goes nothing.

Death Of Me (smut, fluff, angst) | Idol!AU, 4,3k+ | @lookingforluna Things don’t go so well when you see a picture of your boyfriend Jungkook with Ariana Grande at her concert. It gets even worse when you see her new lock screen picture and of course, her tweet. Jeon Jungkook you’re in for a wild night.

Quit (smut, angst) | Exes to Lovers AU, 1,2k+ | @jeonsweetheart Your ex to shows up at your apartment in the middle of the night.

Shield (smut, fluff) | Security Guard!Jk, 18,6k+ | @rmverse An unfortunate, messy situation involving a drunk asshole not taking no for an answer prompts your boss to hire a new security guard to stay near, just for safe-keeping. When all you were expecting was a guy in his late thirties who couldn’t bother to smile, much less be friendly, you’re pleasantly surprised by the cute, rather shy guy whose job is to keep his eyes on you and protect you for five nights a week.

Sleepless Nights (smut, fluff) | Established Relationship AU,  2,1k+ | @jeonfrvr In which you can’t fall asleep and accidentally wake jungkook up so he decides to make it worth your while for both of you

I Miss You (fluff) | Established Relationship AU,  800 | @lynnloveshobi Jungkook wakes you up in the middle of the night because he misses you.

Just A Picture (fluff) | Lowkey!Couple AU, 2,5k | @xpeachesncream Bright lights, loud noises, incredibly fast rides, photobooth pictures— carnivals aren’t really jungkook’s thing. but with you around, he finds a way to push his insecurities aside.

Intertwined (fluff, angst-ish) | Lowkey!Couple AU, 11,5k | @xpeachesncream When a bad day leads to unnecessary attitude and assumptions that jungkook doesn’t know how to navigate. thus, the silent treatment.

 Snow Laughing Matter (fluff, angst-ish) | Enemies to Lovers AU, 11,5k | @taleasnewastime You hate Jungkook, have hated him since your first day when you overheard him talking about you in the kitchen, so it’s just your luck that you have to organise the work Christmas party with him. You’ll do anything to not interact with him, but the more you get to know him, the more you realise that maybe he’s not as nasty as you have built him up to be.

Sneaky Link (smut) | Bodyguard!Jungkook, 5,8k | @breakiebunny Your bodyguard feels the need to remind you who the real boss is and you don`t mind.

Always You Drabbles (smut, fluff, angst) 01, 02, | Always You!Jungkook, 4k+ | @taestefully-in-luv Red (smut, fluff, angst) 01, 02, | Pregnancy AU, 25.5k+ | @taestefully-in-luv You drunkenly sleep with your ex-boyfriend, Jungkook. Can’t be that bad right? Unless he gets you pregnant.

Until You Were Mine (smut, fluff, angst) 01 (on-going), | Best friends to lovers AU, 3k+ | @jeonfrvr In which one drunken night turns into weeks of silent pining and petty jealousy until you and jungkook finally realise what’s been in front of you both this entire time.

I Know I Kissed You Before, But I Didn’t Do It Right (fluff, angst-ish) | Fake Dating AU, 28k+ | @btsroyalwilds Your friend Hana is known for putting together the best vacations for her friends, the most notable is her coveted couples vacation. The rule being you have to be a couple to join. When Hana mistakenly thinks you and Jungkook have started dating the two of you decide to pretend so you can go on the trip. The only thing is you’ve been in love with your best friend for years.

Hustlers (smut, fluff-ish, angst) 01, 02, on-going | Gang AU | @jinconda Broken friendships, tested loyalties are causing Bangtan’s internal problems to become worse than their external.

Love Maze (fluff, angst-ish) | Neighbour AU, 10k+ | @kooala Your neighbour had caught your eye since day one but there was only one little catch - technically you were taken already. That had never stopped you from letting him dance too close to you at the club. Until one day, he decided to flip the switch on you.

Baby If I Fall, I Wanna Land Right In Your Bed - Sequel (fluff, angst) | Dad!Jk AU, 21k+ | @moon-write For the last five months, you and Jungkook have enjoyed the blissful tidings of your new relationship. But it isn’t long before reality rears its ugly head, forcing you to face your insecurities head on when Jungkook makes it apparent what steps he is ready to take while you present one of your own that has him squirming. Meanwhile, Mai begins to show signs of unexplained distress. With life hurdling the two of you into uncharted territory, you and Jungkook begin to question if you can make it over this obstacle.

Casual (smut, fluff, angst) | College Fuckboy SMU | @muniimyg While everyone on campus has their eyes on bangtan’s frat boys, the boys have their eyes set on yn. She’s a mini fashionista, has a small boba addiction, and is completely unaware of just how much these boys love her. +  after a romantic moment between Jungkook and yn, chaos and tension arise between good friends.

Hidden Tales (smut, angst) | Yandere prince!Jk, 13k | @jkooby You’ve been hidden from the people outside the castle since your mother married the king. The day you turn eighteen is the day your presence will be known, and your stepbrother is not pleased about it.

Kaiho (smut, angst) | Marriage!AU, 7,1k | @99liners Kaiho; a hopeless longing.

Milestone (smut, fluff) | Brother’s best friend AU, 8k | @1kook Part of you is touched that Jungkook really has been there for every milestone in your life. The other part wishes he hadn’t shown up looking so ridiculously sexy.

Something In The Heir (smut, fluff) | Knight Jungkook AU, 1,9k | @hisunshiine “Jungkook just knows what he wants and what he likes, and that just so happens to be you. The woman who he catches glimpses of randomly throughout the castle when your paths cross. The woman whose smile lights up the damp corridors of the palace.”

I Heard A Rumor (smut, fluff) | College AU, 8,1k | @taeshobipop One slip of a finger, and you realize you’ve liked an Insta photo of college hotshot Jeon Jungkook…from two years ago. You manage to unlike it within seconds, except it’s too late — Damn Kim Namjoon and his lightning-fast eyes. Do not tell a soul, you hiss. The man merely smirks. Next thing you know, a rumor is spread throughout campus. Y/n likes Jungkook…and now he knows.

You Broke Me First (angst) | Exes to lovers AU, 1,1k | @jeonsweetheart Jeongguk tries to win you back.

Recording (fluff) | Pregnancy AU | @jktones You’re recording Jungkook’s reaction to your news.

This Is How You Fall In Love (smut, fluff) | Rockstar AU, 9,3k+ | @jeonqkooks​ After years of drinking and clubbing most days of the week and leaving every gig with a different girl on his arm, Jungkook feels what it’s like to want someone with his entire being.

Skirt Chasers (smut, fluff) | Friends To Lovers AU, 7,8k+ | @1kook “Baggy clothes are in, but you wouldn’t know that, Miss I Draw Inspiration From Catholic School Girls.”

Skirt Chasers drabble i (smut, fluff) | Established Relationship AU, 3k+ | @1kook “Still on Vegas lockdown. Have that pussy ready when i get home”

Skirt Chasers drabble ii (smut, fluff) | Established Relationship AU | @1kook Jungkook was horribly, terribly mean to you sometimes, and you wondered why you still allowed him to call himself your boyfriend when time and again he’d shown how mean he could be.

Skirt Chasers drabble iii  (smut, fluff)| Established Relationship AU, 2k | @1kook “I think the alcohol broke my amygdala. Your epidermis looks pretty today— did you use that toner I told you about?”

Skirt Chasers drabble iv (smut, fluff) | Established Relationship AU, 6,3k | @1kook Jungkook was a man. A skirt chaser. He could only withstand so much torture before he broke, and seeing your gorgeous, smooth legs on display after so many weeks of starvation awoke an ancient being inside of him.

Fuck Flowers (angst, fluff) | Idol!Jk AU | @kooktrash The relationship you have with Jungkook is very up and down, hot and cold, left and right. But he thinks that flowers make everything okay, but they don’t.

Gym Bunny (angst, fluff) part 01 | Muscle Pig!Jk AU | @bebejungkook Your first day at the gym goes bad but your new bestie is there to help.

How to get a guy (smut, fluff, angst) part 01, 02 | College AU , 40k+| @taeshobipop  Star basketball player Jeon Jungkook has a reputation as the ultimate fuckboi. He’s loved by everyone. Everyone. And you would have followed suit if he had not broken all your strict Roommate Rules™ within the first week of his stay. Jungkook, on the other hand, thinks you’re absolutely bizarre. But there’s a silver lining — Mr. Fuckboi here knows basketball captain Min Yoongi, your dreadfully clueless crush. He strikes up a deal with you: he’ll teach you the ways of flirting if you lessen your load of rules (so Jungkook can continue perusing his way through the ladies on campus). Yet the longer Jungkook spends with you, the more he realizes that maybe he doesn’t want to be the campus fuckboi anymore. The problem is, how does he prove that to you?

Reassurance (smut, angst, fluff) | Dad!Jk AU, 5k+ | @mercurygguk After a rather difficult night with a tired and frustrated 5-year-old, you’re rethinking your role in jungkook’s life. however, jungkook reassures you that you have nothing to worry about.

Falling (smut, fluff, angst) | Soulmate AU, 31,4k+ | @starshapedkookie A person who is bound to another through the strongest  level of emotional and physical connection. one is given a name on the body upon 18 years of age and any transgressions against the laws of soul-bonding will not occur without harm.

Pick and Roll (smut, angst)  | Brothers Best Friend AU, 19,2k+ | @xpeachesncream Being one of the most popular players in the NBA, Jungkook takes absolutely no shit from anybody. He could give a fuck about the press, what people think about him, serious relationships. It’s a personal hell getting wrapped up with Jeon Jungkook— and you can’t help but fall into the same trap as every other woman who crosses paths with him. The more you fall, the more you realize that you will never be able to change a man who doesn’t want to change his ways.

Memories Of You (smut, angst) | 457 | @7deadlysinsfics Memories of you haunt him.

Hell Is Empty feat Jungkook (smut, fluff, angst) part 01, 02, 03, 04, 04.2 on-going | Love Triangle!AU, 10k | @aquagustd Life has a tendency to throw things your way when you least expect it, when you’re content, and the ominous presence knows exactly how to steer your existence back into the darkness.

Tease (smut, fluff) | Brother’s best friend AU, 13k | @caiuscassiuss You knew you were hot. You saw how the guys looked at you, how their eyes were drawn to a tight t-shirt or short skirt. And maybe this would fail epically—crash and burn like a failed experiment—but you wanted to get under Kim Taehyung’s skin the only way you knew how.

Let’s Try Again (smut, fluff) | Slice of Life AU, 7,1k+ | @kimtaehyunq Taehyung, your husband and father of your child(ren), continues to lead a teasing game which consists of persistence, dedication, dirty talk, and more. He just wants to try again!… and again, and again, and again. 

Right Amount Of Wrongs (smut, fluff, angst) | High School AU, 15,9k+ | @taegularities “Your heartbeat stopped. Then accelerated. Pain shot through the organ like an arrow. And then everything repeated.” How many times does he have to do you wrong until you make the right decision?

Creep (smut) 01 | Dilf AU, 8,2k+ | @craztextae  Taehyung is your divorced dilf neighbor and when you move in his curiosity about you grows every day.

Heart Of The Flame (smut, fluff, angst) 01, 02, 03 | Roommates AU, 100k+ | @chateautae When fate leads to you to meet sweet and charming firefighter, Kim Taehyung, you don’t expect him to become the irrevocable love of your life. Spending your days with him become just as easy as breathing, and you begin to believe your love is unbreakable. But when fundamental issues begin to tear your relationship apart, you learn that despite heartfelt memories and irreplaceable history, sometimes love that burns too brightly only blazes out faster. You’re both willing to fight tooth and nail to make your love long-lasting however, and discover that maybe, just maybe, love is enough.

Catharsis feat Jimin (smut, fluff) | Fwb!AU, 23,5k+ | @junghelioseok No matter what kind of release you need, he’s there.

Wherever You Are (angst, smut, fluff) | Fwb!AU, 11,5k+ | @jjiimin He’s in love with a girl you could never be. so you try your hardest to be okay with being second best, but it hurts, and it sucks, and you have had enough. 

Heart Wide Open (angst, smut, fluff) | Soulmate AU, 7,5k+ | @jjiimin Yn has spent her entire life waiting for her soulmate. she missed out on dating, her first kiss, her first time, and pushed her first love aside for the promise of a man who would return her feelings as written by fate. on the eve of the winter solstice, when souls are bound together for eternity and yn is set to finally learn her soulmate’s identity, she finds that he had erased her from his heart long before she could carve a space for herself in it. and sure, maybe things wouldn’t be so tough if she walked away. but how do you walk away from your best friend?

Lost And Found (angst, smut, fluff) | Idol AU, 20k+ | @kimvtae The only thing bigger than Park Jimin’s ass is his ego. After one too many scandals, after one too many mornings stumbling back to the dorms drunk or ruining the reputations of other idols, Jimin is given an ultimatum: complete a rehabilitation program in America or leave Bangtan.

Little Do You Know (angst, smut, fluff) | Music Producer!Yoongi AU, 22k+ | @yoonia With love, comes challenge. Especially when you are in love with the one man who is at the top of the world while keeping you on the other end.

Away From You (angst, smut, fluff) 01, on-going | Divorce AU | @personasintro Trying to divorce Yoongi might be harder than you thought it’d be. Especially when you’re having a two year old toddler.

Love Language (angst, smut, fluff) | Insecurities AU, 5,3k+ |@gukslut Your boyfriend obviously loves you, but his silence has you questioning if he *wants* you. If you could only get past your damn insecurities maybe you could appreciate what you have. 

THREE TANGERINES (smut, fluff) | Brother’s Best Friend AU, 12k+ | @kithtaehyung  Throughout high school, you sometimes caught glimpses of your brother’s older friends: some of them were sweet, some of them were smart. But the one closest to him? That guy was a total f*ckboy from day one. after a foray of horrid relationships spanning years - ending with one that broke up with you for an alarming reason - you needed advice on what the hell you were doing wrong… and this wasn’t a conversation for anyone sweet or smart.

FIREWORKS (angst, fluff) | Brother’s Best Friend AU, 4,1k+ | @kithtaehyung Both you and Yoongi hit up the same cul-de-sac for new years, and realizations flood in - one of them being that you really can’t do fireworks. 

HOUSE PARTY (angst, fluff) | Brother’s Best Friend AU, 10k+ | @kithtaehyung What happens at a house party. and what happens afterwards. 

BASKETBALL (smut, angst, fluff) | Brother’s Best Friend AU, 14k+ | @kithtaehyung Running into Yoongi after weeks, you realize that you finally get to see him again. at least, you thought so.  

STAY (smut, fluff) | Brother’s Best Friend AU, 18,6k+ | @kithtaehyung After almost a whole weekend of misses, you and yoongi finally hit your stride. and after almost a whole year of almosts, you finally capture those moments you’ve been waiting for. 

Beck & Call (smut, angst, fluff) | FWB!AU, 1,4k+ | @feliix  All hell breaks loose when your brother calls you while you’re in the middle of hooking up with his best friend

Sweetener (smut, fluff) | FWB!AU, 10,3k+ | @taegularities You used to know how he sounded when you were wrapped around him, but circumstances have pulled you apart and sent you scattering in opposite directions. Feelings shouldn’t reappear so easily by simple words, but when you find yourselves in the same place once again, this is exactly what happens.

I’ll Float Away (smut, fluff, angst)  | Idol!Yoongi, 12,6k+ | @ppersonna​ Years after the breakup, yoongi, a successful award-winning rapper with an unhealthy addiction, finds your wedding invite on Facebook.

Before I Leave You (Pt.27)

(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)

Summary: A trip to a local diner at midnight prompts you and Hoseok to confront your budding friendship

Tags: Hoseok centric, implied anorexia, themes of recovery, slow burn getting warmer, enemies to best friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, nostolgic themes, sexual tension, romantic tension, mutual pining, implied alpha/alpha phobia, discussions of past trauma and domestic violence, discussions of sexuality, flashback scenes to traumatic events, maiming, abuse, blood, gore, breif mentions of cigarettes and smoking,

W/c: 7.6k

A/n: part of me really likes this chapter and parts of me really hate it because it kinda feels like filler especially because we have a smutty chapter next. this will hopefully be the first chapter of three successive weekend updates so keep your eyes pealed for more content! the end of this chapter gets a little intense so be aware! it’s nothing thats dissimilar to what you’ve seen before! 

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The warm summer air tickles your cheeks as you lean your head out of the car window, some of the air taking your hair and spreading it out behind you pulling at your flyaways the way a lover might. Yoongi pulls out of your street and onto the main road and Hobi turns the music up. You sit in the back seat, legs stretched out, nose turned up in the direction of the sweet nighttime air.

There aren’t many people on the street or cars on the road this late at night, though you start to see more the closer you get to the coast. The headlights lights of Jimin’s car are suns to the streetlight’s gentle star twinkle and the neon galaxy of each stoplight. You calm down a little, the jumpiness you felt with Tae easing as you listen to your mate and Hobi talk about music.

It’s kinda funny- the way that they get so into it, you don’t know if either of them plays any sort of instrument but they certainly talk about it like they understand it. The rhythm and base not just a separate language but their separate language. 

You watch Hobi wet his lips, like his tongue can taste the music, every tinkle and every sweet fission of timber, “The kick here- fuck Yoon sounds like fucking lightning.”

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